But Grace.

Y’all, I struggle.

I’m impatient with my kids, I snap at my hubby. Somedays I pray for bedtime to come faster. Some nights I lie awake thinking of how I could have done better.
But grace. Grace surrounds me. Grace captures my heart and removes those thoughts. I am impatient and snappy. I do have bitter thoughts and hard days. Being a good wife, a good mom, a good person is not something I will ever be.

But God. God has seen. God knows all my shortcomings and He has poured, showered, enveloped me in His love. I will never be good on my own. There has only ever been one truly good person: Jesus Christ. And you what that one perfect man did? What He did for me?
He died a painful death. A necessary death. He took the weight of all of my sin, my shortcomings, my wretchedness upon Himself. So that in God’s eyes, I am redeemed. I am covered. I am spared. I am saved.

I struggle. But Christ has bared my burdens and so much more.
“Your grace a well too deep to fathom.
Your love exceeds the heavens reach.
Your truth, a found of perfect wisdom.
My highest good and my unending need.”

Everyday is still a struggle against my flesh, against the sin around me. But grace surrounds me. God is with me. Jesus has saved me. My hope is not (should not) be to be a good person. My hope, my goal, is to bring glory to the one who holds everything in the palm of His hands.

He is gracious. And praise be to Him for loving someone who struggles.