What God has done for me is more than I could have ever imagined.
I really didn’t think about what He has done for me (although I know that He has done a lot for me), until I told my story to a friend. A friend who had no idea of what I’ve been through. She had no idea, because I didn’t look like what I went through. I carry the scars, but those scars aren’t visible, they are forever sketched in my mind, but nothing that I want to walk around angry and upset at the world for.
When you think about what/who you once were – you then realize what he has done for you, and you just have to Thank Him for it.