I give you thanks, O Lord, with my whole heart;
before the gods I sing your praise;
I bow down toward your holy temple
and give thanks to your name for your steadfast love and your faithfulness,
for you have exalted above all things
your name and your word.

On the day I called, you answered me;
my strength of soul you increased.

~Psalm 138:1-3

From the bottom of my heart, I want to sing praises to God, worship Him with all that I have, go and tell everyone His amazing grace and great love. That's how blessed I feel now. Each morning I would wake up and realize that I'm still alive, and thinking back to how much grace God has shown to me throughout my whole life, I just can't help but think to myself, "God, why are you so good to me?" Very undeserving. The more I think about it, the more I feel undeserved of how much grace God has shown to me. I deserve nothing that He has blessed me with, and the only thing that I deserve is the wrath of God, of which His Son bore for me on the cross because of his grace. 

I still cannot quite wrap my mind around the greatness and love of God for us, or rather being blown away by it every time I try to understand it more. But one thing I know is that we would be able to understand a tiny bit more as we draw closer to Him, long to be with Him, fix my eyes on the cross and marvel at the most mind-blowing event happened in the human history, as He reveal Himself more to us. 

Overwhelmed by the fact that His grace overflowing and plan unfolding slowly, as we continue to move on, walk on the path that He has planned for us, and be led by the one who loves and cares for us more than any one else, who knows and understands us better than ourselves, who laid down His life for our sake. Keep blowing us away each and every day, O Lord.