Gratitude and Love

I am sitting here listening to worship music. My hands are lifting to the sky with gratitude and my cup overflows. Words can not express what faith in God has meant to me, nor can they describe the ecstatic joy that is mine. The very breath of God was breathed in me and Spirit has been an ever present friend in times of both sorrow and joy. As I take inventory of my life, I can safely say that coming to know Jesus was my birth and the moment in my life when things made sense to me. Praise the living God who breathed life to my dry bones!