Brokenness, Grace, Healing, My Mess is a Message, Quote, Uncategorized

How Beauty is Birthed

  Where Grace Breaks Through I have been so aware of my brokenness lately.  During those times we can become distracted by the state of our mind, souls, or bodies.  Their brokenness shouting louder than the still small voice we long to hear.  So while in prayer, I turn my eyes toward Jesus and ask… Continue reading How Beauty is Birthed

Growth, Heart Strings, Reflections

Checking the Mirror

Looking in the mirror, at my age, can be a disappointment.  As a woman I am always caught up in trying to look my best.  However, as we age we tend to wrinkle, gravity has won the tug of war with body parts, and we wish we were younger. Getting up in the morning and… Continue reading Checking the Mirror