Do you ever look back over your life and see a mixture of moments- some you are proud of, some you wish would disappear, or even some you’re not sure what to do with?
If your answer is yes, I know how you feel. Some days you feel defined by your best moments or qualities, and other days your worst. There may be seasons when the mistakes seem louder than the victories, or days when your light feels hidden. But the truth is, our lives are made up of many scraps- feelings, mistakes, memories, achievements- all stitched together.
I know who I am today. I know that I am loved and redeemed by a gracious Father. But that doesn’t mean my story is neat or perfect. There are chapters I wish I could rewrite, and moments I once thought disqualified me from love and life. Yet grace tells a different story; nothing is wasted, not even the scraps.
This blog is my scrapbook. It’s where I am going to gather the pieces- the beautiful, the messy, the complicated- and trace the grace that runs through it all. My hope is that as my story unfolds, you’ll see the grace I was freely given, and look for it in your own story, too.
Scraps of Grace 