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A child of God

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By Annie
I often say I'm a child of God, and yet I also often live as though I've forgotten that this is who I am. 

God, 
How can I say I'm a child of yours when I so often fail to trust in your providence and your sovereignty in my anxiety? How can I say I am redeemed by Christ when I still so often view myself in light of the devil's lies? How can I say I have accepted your grace when I still go about thinking that all I have, I have worked hard for? 
I'm sorry. 
Yet, such grace you have shown! In my failings, you have continued to love me and call me your child. You have awaited my return. You have time and time again forgiven me when I have turned away and forgotten that you are God. 
Help me love you Lord, and give me a heart that desires to live embodying my identity in Christ each and every day of my life. 

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