Passion

Such is my passion. Such is my purpose. When I think of my savior, I cannot help but be brought to tears.

That the God of the universe would send His only Son to die for me is such an enormous idea, I can scarcely wrap my head around it. Such a wondrous, unfailing love my Lord has for me. For me.

For me.

What am I? Compared to Him, I am nothing. Within Him, I am everything. He has given me countless gifts.

He has given me music and a heart to sing. My ears delight in the sounds he Has provided. I close my eyes and I let it sink into my pores. I let it fill me, and I listen.

Such is my passion.