Good days feel like dancing on grace. Bad days are when grace carries me. I have been flipping between the two. The good days are my favorite. The bad days have been my teacher.
I am grateful for it all because it’s making me stronger, braver, wiser – even though it’s been hard as hell. This particular period has been one of the hardest seasons of my life – possibly topping the chart.
And I get why some people just give up. But I’ve seen too many miracles to ever do that. God has been too faithful to me through it all. I could do the ugly cry just thinking about it.
Thank you Lord. Thank you so, so much.
I wish I could convince those who don’t trust or believe in You how good You really are….