God and man, the Creator and the created:
“Well might the sun in darkness hide,
and shut its glories in,
when God, the mighty maker, died
for his own creature’s sin.”
Isaac Watts, 1702
Good morning, Lord. You made me, You sustain me, You protect me, You provide for me. You died for me … how is that even possible? I cannot thank You enough. As the old hymn says, “All to You I owe.” And yet, hours go by when I don’t give You a thought or a prayer. I do what I want, when I want. I behave foolishly and recklessly.
Have mercy on me, Jesus, Messiah, Son of God and Son of Man.
