lost in wonder

i hold nothing.
He holds everything.

i break promises.
He never has, nor ever will-- since the day he gave his promises to Abram.

i am flawed.
He is everything i would ever imagine to hope for; He is perfect.

i am a simple nobody.
He is everything.

and i am lost in wonder at why a God as perfect as He is would ever come to lay down his life for one like me.