Thank You for loving me. What an amazing truth: that You, the Creator of the universe love me, a mortal person enslaved to sin. But You haven’t let me stay that way. You have healed me, cleansed me, given me robes as white as snow, called me Your daughter, given me an inheritance as Your child, allowed me to eat at Your table. You spend time with me, talk to me, teach me. You have seen fit to teach me the ways of the “family business”. You want me to be Your business partner in seeking out the lost: others who need You too.