His.

A couple crazy things happened recently, driving me to my knees.

I started praying for these things and my life and heart. And as much as I wanted the Lord, it was still about me. So I stopped and began instead with praying about Him and all the things He is and is to me...part of my prayer was "Thank You for chosing me, for extending grace, for Your love, and that I am Yours." It was like grasping something in a different light, or a fresh way. It made me pause and consider.

Thank You that I am Yours.

That is my identity in Him. That is truth. And tonight, the truth set me free again.