Thank you for Loving me.

 Thank You for Loving Me

To speak these words feels frail upon the air—

So small a phrase for such a weight of care.

Yet from a heart stunned silent by the grace,

I find no other truth can take its place.

Thank You for loving me.

Not as a concept, vague and undefined,

But with a will,a focus, and a mind.

Not as a force,impersonal and broad,

But as a Father—myFather, proven God.

This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. (1 John 4:10)

Thank You for loving me when love was gone,

When I was turned away,my heart a stone.

Your love pursued,a patient, holy tide,

That would not let my wandering heart hide.

But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. (Romans 5:8)

Thank You for loving me not for my best,

But loving me through failure and unrest.

For seeing every flaw,and loving still,

And bending to the labor of Your will

To shape the unlovely into a son—

A masterpiece of mercy,just begun.

This love—it is my breath, my why, my ground,

The source from which all other joys are found.

So let my life,in every act and thought,

Be this one prayer,so dearly bought:

Thank You.

For loving me when I was far.

For loving me for who You are.

For loving me without a cause in me,

But in the mystery of Your charity.

This is my story, and my song shall be:

Thank You, my God, for loving me.

Amen.