Transformed Son

I'm lately surprised at how little I value Christ's gift of righteousness in the light of how bothered I am with my own.  Doh!  Jesus has seen to a rather significant exchange of righteousness, right?  My dirty rags and history were traded in for His perfect righteousness and record.  When I look upon and value His resume of right-doing—Perfect!—and the fact that He has given it all to me as my own credit and account, then faith, hope and joy rise up in me, and I'm living by grace all over again.  Summary?  Happy man.  Renewed man.  Transformed son.