If God has taught me anything it’s that nothing is impossible for him. And no one, absolutely no one, is too far gone for his grace.
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I have learned that Jesus is there to help us, of course, but he also uses the people around us. I’m changed because of my trusted friend who was able to love me, speak truth to me, and hold me accountable when I couldn’t do that for myself. And I’m so thankful for that.
I haven’t arrived, but I am pressing. Prayer, seeking the Lord at His Word, and surrounding myself in community have been the very things that continually remind me that the Lord is good. I have learned that even during the weak points of my life, it’s all for my good and His glory, that in the end I may “count it all joy!”
I'm still not where I want to be, but I'm no longer who I was. God found me and chose me at my worst. I asked Him to give me a purpose, and He gave me something far more valuable: He gave me a love for His word and His son Jesus. And through it, I see the world so differently now.
I am a new creation because of God, and because of his servants who loved me through it all. I am forever grateful that God calls the most unequipped and loves on the unlovable. I am grateful for his everlasting love and grace that has been extended toward me.
Jesus gave me a space that was safe, whether I needed to worship or curse or laugh or cry out. He brought me into a place and restored my broken identity and my warped perceptions of him. In the quiet that tried to drown me, Jesus saved me.
The Lord has truly taught me that just because you are broken doesn’t mean that you are beyond repair. The Lord is great at turning broken pieces into a masterpiece for His glory.
Faith is still a hard and undeserved journey. I still wander through seasons of struggle and weep over the grace of the lessons learned therein. But oh, how thankful I am to worship the God of the mountains and seas. The One who finds us in showers and strangers’ homes in Seattle. The One whose mercy never fails.
My story is still being unveiled, moment by moment, but it’s been a journey from a state of complete brokenness to becoming whole.
As you’re preparing for this season and engaging in the Easter egg hunts, helping prep for scrumptious lunches, and indulging in the chocolate-covered treats, I encourage you to remain focused on the reason for our celebration: Christ.
My story is one of great redemption, great loss, and hope of a great future. It’s a messy story, full of brokenness yet still laced in the Fathers deep, deep love for me.
This month, let’s remember the real reason for the holiday: a man who passionately pursued God even when it cost him dearly. He laid down his pride, his comfort, his right to be offended, and his past in order to take up the calling that Christ had on his life. He pushed past fear, refusing to let anything keep him from sharing the love of God with those who didn’t know Him.
The Lord has called me to say ‘yes’ to where He leads me. I am not sure where I’ll end up or what I shall be doing, but I have an eternal ‘yes’ in my heart. My ways led to destruction, but I have learned that His way leads to life, joy, and everlasting hope.
The love fest we celebrate every year on February 14th is because of Saint Valentine’s immense love for Christ and his people.
I’ve started to shake off the labels that stick to me in exchange for one that shatters them all: HIS.I’ve spent a lot of time asking myself “How is my story going to help someone?” and, to sum it up, my story shows that God is for everyone.
I’m still learning to believe that God is enough. That I am enough. And that my identity isn’t found in what I have or haven’t done, but in who He says that I am. I am grateful for true freedom, true forgiveness that keeps no record of wrong, and for a love that never stops pursuing me.
This is why we celebrate. Because God so loved those he created that He gave His own Son who humbled Himself to be born in a place unfit for the One who created it all. His loving fulfillment of his promise is why we give gifts and spread cheer. His love that restored relationship with those of us who had strayed far from Him is the reason for the season.
Merry Christmas from We are Unveiled.
God is no longer this far off guy who’s mad at me, but someone who loves and cares for me. I lean on him daily and trust that he is leading me.
Despite my shame and the lies that had made my mind their home, God, in His gentleness, was convicting me day in and day out. While I wanted to fix myself, for myself, by myself, God wanted my surrender. God wanted to give me His grace. But I wanted the credit and glory for my healing.
I know God turned the ashes of my life into beauty to help others heal and return to the One who loved them first.