- Clothed in majesty (compared to my filthy rags)
- He is Light (I sometimes hide in darkness, how about you?)
- King of all Kings (I am nothing without him)
Yet when I humble myself and call on his matchless name, I am called a daughter of the King. God desires my fellowship and bids me to walk in the light as he is in the light. He truly is a great God — worthy of all my praise.
Thank you, God, for allowing me to participate in your plan and be a part of your holy family.
Have you thought about the hugeness of God, creator of the universe? Have you told him your worries — none of which are too big or too small for him to handle.