My last thankful day.

November 30th. Although some of my posts have been pretty scarce, I have loved the thought process of having to evaluate my day each day and think of what I am truly thankful for. I feel like I could probably go for a year of posting something daily, and I would still be coming up very short. I purposely saved my most thankful thought for the last day because It is by far the most important. Today, and every day, I am thankful for my Savior, Jesus Christ.

I am a basket case a lot of the time, let's be honest, but the one thing that keeps me grounded is my faith in Jesus Christ. I am so grateful for his atoning sacrifice in my behalf. I am eternally indebted to him for that. I am grateful for his capacity to understand and know us each individually. I am grateful that because of that capacity, He is able to help me with His grace. I am grateful for the knowledge of the gospel I have, and for the plan of salvation; knowing that because of his atoning sacrifice I will get to be with my family forever.


I don't know if there is a better way to say it than through these words...

I know that my Redeemer lives.
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, he lives, who once was dead.
He lives, my ever-living Head.

He lives to bless me with his love.
He lives to plead for me above.
He lives my hungry soul to feed.
He lives to bless in time of need.

He lives to grant me rich supply.
He lives to guide me with his eye.
He lives to comfort me when faint.
He lives to hear my soul’s complaint.
He lives to silence all my fears.
He lives to wipe away my tears.
He lives to calm my troubled heart.
He lives all blessings to impart.

He lives, my kind, wise heav’nly Friend.
He lives and loves me to the end.
He lives, and while he lives, I’ll sing.
He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King.
He lives and grants me daily breath.
He lives, and I shall conquer death.
He lives my mansion to prepare.
He lives to bring me safely there.

He lives! All glory to his name!
He lives, my Savior, still the same.
Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives:
“I know that my Redeemer lives!”
He lives! All glory to his name!
He lives, my Savior, still the same.
Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives:
“I know that my Redeemer lives!”