A New Beginning

I’ve never quite recovered from the extraordinary grace that God has poured out on my messed up life.  I certainly did nothing to deserve it. Not that any one of us could. All I can say is that I am undeserving of such favor, a mere pauper to Gods love and mercy.

By now I hope you’ve noticed that the Blessings Blog has undergone a bit of a change…a transformation of sorts, much like my own. A few months ago I was ready to ditch the blog, quit writing altogether, and retreat.

I get the feeling that was the enemies plan. To discourage me enough to quit. He waged a pretty good war, but what the devil meant for evil, God made good. The plan to keep me captive in my sin didn’t work, and neither has his effort to keep me silent.

When we find our voice, the enemy trembles.

“And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the Word of their testimony.”

Revelations 12:11

When we share our stories, the enemy must flee.

Friend, I have a confession to make.

I am a sinner.

I am the recipient of God’s scandalous grace.

The only thing I had to give when I came to Jesus was ruined, wrecked, stained or broken. When I allowed Him into the places that once threatened to shame me into utter darkness, He showed me that my failures don’t have to define me. It’s what I allow Him to do through those failures that matters most.

When we’re brave enough to share our stories, the enemy can no longer triumph over us.

My life isn’t perfect, it’s real, and my worth isn’t determined by what I’ve done right, or the mistakes I’ve made along the way. My worth is found in the eyes of Jesus, who took my mess, and is making it His masterpiece.