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I wrote a whole post about this last night in my head. It sounded good, nice words and flow and all of that english-y stuff. But that's not really the point, and nice words can't really describe how thankful I am.
I'm broken. I screw up all the time and rebel against God. Some days I don't even try. And yet God forgives me. Completely. He sacrificed his son so that I can be washed clean of all of my sin; past, present and future. All I have to do is come before him, broken as I am, and ask.
This should be top of the 'things I'm thankful for' list every day.
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