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Who am I?

Well, my birthday has arrived...it's officially the 18th anniversary of my 21st birthday.  It has been a wonderful birthday season.  I am one truly blessed lady!!!  Sometimes it takes a conscious effort to stop and take the time to truly count your blessings.  I've tried to do that this month.  Last night as I was downloading more pics to fb for this month, I took a moment to take in all that we've done and enjoyed so far this month and it brought tears to my eyes.  I say "so far" because as I type this my birthday has only started minutes ago...there's 23 hours and some odd minutes left to enjoy!
Not only am I thankful for the past month of little everyday blessings, but also for the moments when God has shown Himself so real, so powerful...yet, so gently amazing.  I was reading in 2 Samuel this week and a verse that speaks volumes to me everytime I read it, leapt off the page again as my eyes took them in...
"Then King David went in and sat before the LORD, and he said: 'Who am I, Sovereign LORD, and what is my family, that you have brought me this far?'" (chapter 7 verse 18).  Indeed, who am I that God has sought me to be his own?  That He has chosen me for such a time as this in my life...oh, the magnitude of it all.  The highs and the lows that He allows in my life, bringing me ever closer to Himself.  I am so undeserving.  Yet, He still calls me His child.  Amazing love indeed.

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  1. Happy Birthday! We were born the same year....my birthday is in July :)
    Amazing love indeed- Amen!!!

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  2. Thanks, Theresa! Every year He grants me gets better and better because of His goodness!

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