In the past three years You've seen me through the death of my mother, the illness of my father, my own illness, a nervous break down, a possible brain tumor, breakups and lost friendships, loneliness, and moving over 400 miles away from with only the help of my siblings. You held me when they tested me for lupus, when my thyroid levels were so low that I could barely get out of bed. You were there during every anxiety attack, sleepless night, and change of medicine.
You've held me through it all. When I ran, You waited patiently with open arms. When I was too weak to stand, You carried me close in Your holy arms. You are above all, and yet You have brought Yourself to me, to love me in my weak and sinful state.
I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made. You have given me a peace that surpasses all understanding.
Your grace is sufficient for me, Your power made perfect in my weakness.