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Always needy

On you was I cast from my birth, and from my mother’s womb you have been my God.” (Psalm 22:10, ESV)

I'm grateful my God is not a stranger.

In timeless eternity, he knew me. From the dawn of creation, he knew me. From man's first rebellion to Christ's final obedience, he knew me. Though I didn't realize it or acknowledge him, he has always known me.

This God who knows me now calls me to know him. He calls me to know him and know eternal life. He calls me to take my blood-bought place in his own family.

I depend on him now no less than I did as a baby in the womb. I depend on his Gospel today no less than the day I first believed.

I depend on the one who always will be, and always has been, my God.


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