Lord,
there is no choice to a knowing heart but to be deeply thankful to
you every day. The greatness of your character makes provision to
give us life at every moment. But on this day of particular
expression, we your children, long to simply thank you with an even louder voice ...
for the great and awesome person that you choose to be ... and for
the power of your mercy and favor.
Your
great patience and mercy make provision for us to exist every moment
and your great love allows us to walk in the garden of your grace and
favor even though we're found undeserving. You have clothed us in a
robe of high honor, a righteousness that we have not earned and you
have made us heir to a kingdom to which we have no right of claim
save by your generous appointment.
Without
salvation our spirits were orphans condemned from birth having
been born blind into a world of darkness and separation, a place
created by sin. Alone we cried in the wilderness of this foreign
place and hid trembling in the fear of death. Born without title and
lost to our purpose, we were without hope, destined to perish - our
own righteousness in it's greatest accomplishments having earned us
only the comfort to predict the future of our certain doom.
But in
the moment of our great despair we heard a faint voice calling. The
source of it unknown yet familiar, gave us courage to seek it out.
Groping along the precipice of devastation there came to our blind
eyes a faint light to draw us away and as we found ourselves at the
point of surrender to it, the sound and light of salvation grew
stronger.
Having
the power of choice to call the greatest of kings to the honor of
your magnificent presence, from the kindness of your great heart, you
chose instead to beckon ones unworthy.
We were
faint and you strengthened us. We were dirty and bore the stench of
sin - you made us clean and perfumed us with your grace. We were
naked and ashamed - you clothed us in righteousness and honor. We
were without purpose and title - you made us your willing slaves and
called us your own children. We were paupers and slaves to death -
you made us holy royalty with the riches of the highest kingdom.
Our
destiny now is eternal and the earth once dark and forbidding,
prospers under our feet as the light and power of Your spirit within
us gives life to our footsteps. We marvel at your love and grace and
rise anxious to sing your praise. So on this day as any Lord, to you
we have the awesome privilege to be thankful ... and with a depth of
gratitude unceasing ... we offer you, our Sovereign Lord, our humbled thanks...
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