I am a terribly flawed person, and I don’t say that lightly. I still get it wrong most days. I struggle with impatience, pride, fear, and wanting control. I don’t have this figured out, and I probably never will. That part of me hasn’t disappeared just because I believe in God.

What has changed is where everything good in my life comes from. Every bit of peace, stability, love, patience, and growth I have is because of God. Not because I cleaned myself up entirely, but because HE keeps showing up for me anyway.

Left on my own, I spiral. I overthink, I worry, and I try to manage things that are far beyond me. With God, I’m steadied. Not perfect. Not polished. Just held together enough to keep going and to have real joy in my life, and realize that every good thing I have points back to Him, not me. 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼

I will never stop talking about the way he radically saved me and pulled me out of the darkest times of my life.

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