Three things I am thankful for in no particular order:
1. This semester's paper-writing season is finally over. The last month is always a crazy rush to write grade-determining papers while attending class, working, keeping up with readings, and enjoying relationships with human beings. This month was one more example. After sixty one pages, thousands of words, and multiple late nights I can breathe once again.
2. Jesus, the friend of sinners such as myself. I will use the modern hymn, His Forever, to summarize this point,
Jesus, friend of sinners
Loved me ’ere I knew Him
Drew me with His cords of love
Tightly bound me to Him
’Round my heart still closely twined
The ties that none can sever
For I am His and He is mine
Forever and forever
Jesus, friend of sinners
A crown of thorns You wore for me
Bruised for my transgressions
Pierced for my iniquities
The wrath of God that I deserved
Was poured out on the Innocent
He took my place, my soul to save
Now I am His forever
Jesus, friend of sinners
I love to tell the story
Redeeming love has been my theme
And will be when in glory
Not death nor life nor anything
Can ever separate me
O love that will not let me go
Yes, I am His forever
1. This semester's paper-writing season is finally over. The last month is always a crazy rush to write grade-determining papers while attending class, working, keeping up with readings, and enjoying relationships with human beings. This month was one more example. After sixty one pages, thousands of words, and multiple late nights I can breathe once again.
2. Jesus, the friend of sinners such as myself. I will use the modern hymn, His Forever, to summarize this point,
Jesus, friend of sinners
Loved me ’ere I knew Him
Drew me with His cords of love
Tightly bound me to Him
’Round my heart still closely twined
The ties that none can sever
For I am His and He is mine
Forever and forever
Jesus, friend of sinners
A crown of thorns You wore for me
Bruised for my transgressions
Pierced for my iniquities
The wrath of God that I deserved
Was poured out on the Innocent
He took my place, my soul to save
Now I am His forever
Jesus, friend of sinners
I love to tell the story
Redeeming love has been my theme
And will be when in glory
Not death nor life nor anything
Can ever separate me
O love that will not let me go
Yes, I am His forever
3. This gal, my bride-to-be
(We like to stand in the way of trains)
