Today I celebrate the fact that I am worth something. Someone thinks I am worth fighting for. Someone thinks I am worth dying for. In my life I have chosen things that really deserve death as a punishment. If we were living in the old testament, no animal sacrifice would have been able to save me. My punishments (plural) were death. I would have been put to death in more than a few ways. Someone knew I needed to be rescued from the pain of my own story. I needed to know that someone out there understood the pain of my existence. Today I get to celebrate the fact that I have been bought and paid for. I am no longer for sale! I am no longer identified by my actions but by His. Thank you God for knowing me before the foundations of the earth and still choosing to fight for and purchase me.