I’ve experienced a lot of things in my short life. Included are some really awesome things and some really terrible things. I've traveled to a lot of really cool places. I've messed up more than a time or two. I have walked with dear friends who have experienced deep loss and dealt with it personally. I have seen beauty painted in the sky. I let anger & bitterness take over my heart. I justified actions of sin in my own life while judging others in their sin. I took pride in who I portrayed myself as and hid the parts of me I was ashamed of. I have felt peace, joy and love beyond what words can describe.
None of these things define me. Each one is a small part of me and has helped shape the person I am today. But the one thing I claim as my identity is being a child of God. My father does not care about all of that stuff. I am his child and am covered in grace. He may choose to use these things to draw me closer to him but they are not the point. The point is that my heart is continually being molded into his. I am thankful for the grace that covers my wickedness and I pray that the things that I take pride in would fade away and I would boast only Christ.
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