I’m far from perfect, never will be.
I’m becoming more, and more, and more aware of my need for God’s crazy love, His abundant grace. I’m human, and I mess up at life all the time. But when God looks at me, He see’s the pureness of His son, Jesus, who was perfect in my place. Jesus lived a perfect life on this earth I’m on now. He died, and in His death took on my mistakes and faults, flaws and dirt. But, then Jesus rose to life. He breathed again, and in doing so, banished all of my mistakes with His death.
Now I can commune with my savior, my creator, my God. Not because of anything I’ve done, but because of who Jesus is, and what Jesus did.
I treasure the gift of quiet moments with my creator, and you can find some of my favorite passages here.