i didn’t know that after i accepted Your forgiveness for me, which was free for me and costly for You, that i would then have to find away to forgive myself. i have continued to hold on to the pieces of me that are unsavory and parade under them saying “this is who i am! do not forget what a wretched sinner You have claimed!” my daily thoughts have been that i am unworthy. i wore these things well, under a mantle of humility, but You saw them for what they were. You saw how deeply those words wore me. You saw how suffocated i was by my view of myself. You knew how unworthy i was when You called me to Yourself, but You didn’t see it. You saw me the way I was formed to be: radiant, a bride. beloved daughter. a part of You, created in Your image. You wooed me into taking of my self hatred and and clothed me instead in the robe of righteousness, which You designed for me. and in three small words You are showing me what it means to be really and truly saved: i forgive myself.