I know who I am.
I don’t need to find myself, or look inward to find the true me. I already know.
I am a mess.
I won’t always be a mess. I know this.
I have hang-ups, insecurities and frustrations. I know I can be moody, selfish, and inconsiderate.
You know who else knows?
My parents, my wife, my kids, my friends, my students and most of all my Jesus.
By God’s grace, and by His grace alone, am I realizing that I won’t always be a mess. I am a work in progress excepted right where I am. This is hopeful. This is relief. This is grace. This is freedom.
I don’t always want to be preachy, but I am feeling it today. I am thankful.
God loves this glorious mess.