Sometimes, I just wonder what it would be like if certain things hadn't happened the way that they have happened. Not that I want to change things in my life, but we all have our moments of doing things we regret, whether these things are actions or behaviors or even just things that we consider doing. Although these actions may be relatively harmless, they can build up and break apart everything that you have worked for. That's when things get scary.
Everything seems to fall apart, and you lose control. Not just control over the situation, but you begin to lose control over whatever else is going on in your life. Slipping away from everything you know, you begin to wonder what it is that could be going on in your life that needs rethinking.
This always seems to be the moment where I always begin to consider how broken I am, how I am a sinner, and how wicked my actions are. We all sin and we all screw up. But there is hope. There is hope in something bigger than my brokenness, bigger than ALL brokenness. What is it, you ask? It is grace. Grace takes the most wicked among us and turns us into a beautiful creation. Grace transforms brokenness into beauty, broken hearts into hearts full of love and passion, and the love and passion can then flow through us.
Brokenness is made beautiful. MY brokenness. MY stupid moments. It is all beautiful now.
These are the moments that you have when you are driving down a back road in utter silence and you take in the beauty, beauty of the silence, beauty of the stillness, beauty of the friends who allow you to be who you truly are, and beauty despite your brokenness. Grace surrounds you.
In the moment, things may never seem ok. But my mistakes are what make me who I am. My mistakes are redeemed by grace. I don't need to change a thing.
I belong here.
