He pursued me. — Not solely because I was lost, but more so because I was His inheritance. He had purposed me unto Himself before the beginning of time, and I belonged to Him. When I didn’t know it, I was His. When I didn’t want Him, I was His. I am grateful that He was relentless in His pursuit of me. I am grateful that He became mine.

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