I imagine a conversation with God, when I read this. I am so undeserving of his love, but he loves me anyway. I never intended for my life to turn out the way that it did. I had such high hopes and expectations, when I was young. I often feel as though I let God down.

There were times, I wanted nothing to do with him. I did my best to alienate him from my life. I ran as far as I could, but somehow, he always reminded me of who I was. Someone of importance. Loved and cared for.

No matter what I’ve done, he is there with open arms, comforting and guiding me. Why must I be so stubborn? Why must I put myself in the position to even ask for his forgiveness? I know what I do is wrong, before I even do it. My conscience screams, “don’t do it”! Yet, I do it anyway.

I am like a rebellious child and in actuality, that is exactly who I am. A child of God, in desperate need of understanding and acceptance. As I grow older, I now see his interventions in my life. There were many detours, leading me from danger. In times of distress, I have cried out to him and he has assured me, my cries were heard.

God only knows where I’d be, if not for his loving grace.

And so, on this Christmas Eve, I give thanks. I remember all that he has done for me.

Thank you God, for sending your one and only son. A mighty King, born of a virgin, lying in that manger. You watched as your son struggled with the sins of this world, giving his very life, as a sacrifice for sinners, just like me. How excruciating, that must have been? Thank you!

Thank you Jesus, for loving mankind so much, that you bore the cross, showing the most selfless form of love and compassion, this world has ever known. Only to spend eternity with me. There is no greater love than that. I’m humbled to even think the words, for they don’t seem good enough, but I thank you, from the depths of this sinners heart. My soul sings, “How great thou Art”.

And thank you, Holy Spirit, for your presence, residing here with me. There are times when I feel so lonely. The weight of it, is sometimes hard to bear. When I feel I’m at my lowest, you are there, giving me hope. You give me peace, like I’ve never known. You’re always there and I can’t thank you enough, for never leaving me.

Again, thank you!  Thank you for loving me.

Life here on earth is short and temporary, but it’s comforting to know, my spirit lives on forever. Isn’t this the true meaning of Christmas? I think so.

Merry Christmas,

Penelope

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