To the Most High God who knows all things and can do anything He pleases, who transformed this cold, proud heart into a blazing fire;

To the God Almighty who ‘watches over my coming and going now and forevermore’, covers me with His utmost protection, and delights in accompanying me as I travel from city to city, country to country, alone and late at night;

To the King of Kings who establishes and makes firm the work of my hands, who plants me in high places and causes me to bloom;

To the Greatest Artist of All Time whose works, including myself, are 'fearfully and wonderfully made’, who creates beauty through me, feeds me His word so I can turn sentences to stories, fills me with passion and creativity;

To my Lord and Savior who forgives each and every sin, who still loves me despite my sharp tongue, my stubborn heart and my cold pride, who, while I was still a sinner, died for me;

To my Abba Father whose 'shadow I take refuge in’, who holds me in His mighty hands, who drenches me with His royal blood, who fills me with His Holy Spirit, who envelopes me with His unending, everlasting, amazing grace,

All glory and honor and praise to You and You and You alone.