Often, I thank Him for where He has rescued me from. Often, I realize even when I lived apart from Him, He still shielded me from what could have happened. Often, I thank Him that I haven't had to suffer the consequences I could have - He rescued me. He rescued me from the fires of hell.
My iron furnace was a life of being in the world. Trying to fill a void, only He could fill, with secular things. He removed my soul, my spirit, from the world - Egypt - and brought me to Him - His place. Even though I was worn over, dirty, full of self - He wanted - no - He desired me to be His.
And my inheritance! Wow!!! The King of Kings, Lord of all is my Daddy! I am His princess. I am His heir to an inheritance that all earthly things can not even compare to. I have a mansion with many rooms being built, I will live in a place where gold looks like glass. But the very best part of my inheritance is that I will walk and be with my Daddy. He will live with me in my mansion, walk on the street of gold with me. The King of Kings. Forever.
On the very day I accepted Christ, I became His daughter. There was not a waiting, trial, or testing period. It was immediate. Bound in a never ending covenant.
Sealed in His blood.