The warmth in my chest grows as the word enters my ears. I haven't felt love as strong as this love is. Everything in the world was of unimportance as my eyes swelled with awe of this powerful love I felt. I finally feel that the blood shed on the cross wasn't because Jesus had to do it for me; He did it because He loves me so very much. I feel so unworthy to have this love I have. I did nothing to make Him love me; I did the total opposite to have someone love me. I did things He hates, and He still died and loves me so much more then I can ever love Him. Thank you Jesus! I love you!