I’ve got to be honest, I had a rough day today.
It was one of those days when I got squeezed and what came out was not roses and sunshine. Not even close. It was ugly, and it was messy.
It was one of those days when I was reminded that I am achingly human, still in the process of being made new, and still struggling against my flesh.
It was one of those days where I long for God’s Kingdom, and wonder how can God ever use a screwed up mess like me. Read more at Joy Comes in the Morning