I hate to think that I am significant to God when I am not deserving of any good thing from him. This is why the gospel of grace is so precious to me. In my refusal to acknowledge any good in me, God gave me His goodness; in my inability to save myself, God saved me; when I feel down, He picked me up; when I cried, He cheered me up; when I was feeling emo, He gave me a happy song; when I sang out of tune, He told me it's ok; when all I could offer was a burnt offering, He received them with joy; when I feel shitty about myself, He made me feel special.

I remember how it felt in the past when I had such a magnificent faith in Christ over all my circumstances no matter how impossible they were. It is the confidence that may not have changed the result, but it certainly did change my attention from the trouble to Christ Himself - that wholehearted confidence that dispels all fear. With that, I could sleep in peace. Peace! Awhh... That's what I need.

Lord, let the forest around me burn
But let me feel safe within your embrace
Always...