Psalm 123

It's weird thing in our culture to talk about being a slave. To consider it an honor. But truly, that is what we are. Grace, a gift freely given, will cost us our lives. None of the service or sacrifice we offer can earn it. But only a single-minded devotion to Him is worthy in exchange for it. It reminds me of words to a hymn, "If all the realm of nature were mine, that were an offering far too small. Love so amazing, so Divine, demands my heart, my life, my all."

So I bow my knee, my head, my will, and lift my eyes to Him. My master. My Lord.

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