Sometimes it's so hard to grasp. God, the Maker of Heaven and Earth, loves me. He loves you. We forget this truth. How can he love imperfect, sinful, me? I yelled at my son yesterday. The piles of dishes and laundry consumed me. Did I even stop to pray? Our silence, our business, our imperfections do not change His love for us. Nothing can separate us from His love. (Romans 8:39) His love is present. He sprinkles it throughout our day, if only we will open our eyes to see . Continue Reading
Today, Give Yourself Grace
I tape the words to my bathroom mirror. Words I will read everyday in 2014 if I have to. A reminder to give myself grace. A few hours later I try to wake from the nightmare, but it's not a dream. It's hands down the worst parenting moment of my career. The selfishness, the sin of my imperfect self oozes from my hurting heart. I think about the words on the bathroom mirror. I don't deserve grace. I am desperate for grace but I also need to extend it to the man and baby boy looking at the Continue Reading