Every year, my dad makes us go around the table and say one thing that we are thankful for. Usually I dread this because I never can think of something profoundly deep than just "family... friends...etc...". Well, this year, my dad is out of town, so we probably won't go around the table.
But this may be the first year I have actually thought about what I am thankful for.
I am thankful for grace. God's unchanging character. His timelessness. His beauty. His sacrifice for my sinned, blemished self. For His one and only Son.
I am thankful that despite the fact that I am tarnished, and I am covered with stains and sin, He still loves me. He bridges the gaps that I can't do alone. He fulfills me. Completes me. He runs to meet me, with arms wide open. He cheers for me. He cries with me. He speaks to me.
I am thankful for my Jesus. The One who makes life worth living. The One who challenges me and pushes me to be not of this world. The One who allows me to see the bigger picture. The One who reminds me that there is more. There is hope.
He would be my answer to "What are you thankful for this year?"
Jesus.
My Savior.
My Creator.
My Friend.
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