Thankful

We've all heard, or ourselves, read something someone has posted on a social networking sight and we've been judged as to the sincerity, or we ourselves, have judged and made a snap response inside ourselves as to their motives.

But I am going to shove all those insecure voices down underneath my shoes and share what's on my heart.

I am so incredibly thankful for Jesus.

I see Him with me, everyday.  Meeting me where I am in my fears, thoughts, feelings and motives.

He is there.

And I am safe.

He reaches out to me and pulls me out of harms way.

He shows me something I've been searching for, and I didn't even know it.

He calms my heart as I question myself and what others will or do think of me as I walk along this road.

He loves me with an unbelievable love.  And I can't get enough.

His warm embrace squeezes me tight when I feel alone or misunderstood...or questioned.

He has called upon His most fierce angels to surround me when the enemy had sent the lion out to devour me.

And I was saved.

He never leaves my side.  Even when I attempt to step out on my own.

He is my Savior.  He is my Father.

He is my Light.

And I am thankful.