I am broken. Everyday is a new battle, but I am understanding that the war is already won. It was won by a man willing to give up everything for my wretched self. As broken as I stand He is whole. As hard as the battle seems He is victorious. I am trusting that beauty will come. And He will be glorified through the messiness of my life.
There is no better way to start your day, than at the cross, at the very feet of Jesus.