I will never feel worthy of Jesus. I will always have this humble admiration of deep tears flowing that I need Him like oxygen to blood vessels. I am constantly in awe of His love. In the presence of the Lord I desire never to leave, to feel His arms wrapped around me confirms His hold on me and not I on Him. It is in the gentle whisper and the still small voice His love is poured out upon His children. His spirit is our guarantee in the day of redemption. Lord God you have given us the greatest gift, your Spirit, The comforter of our soul.. Your love is beyond what anyone deserves, yet You freely give it to us. We are so grateful. Beyond grateful. (1 Kings 19:11-12) Then He said, “Go out, and stand on the mountain before the Lord.” And behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind tore into the mountains and broke the rocks in pieces before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake; and after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire; and after the fire a still small voice."