I could kill myself trying to be perfect. But if I die
trying, what’s the point?
More is always more.
God doesn’t NEED me to do anything at all. Really, He’s got
it. Rest.
We’re all happier when we enjoy the process of getting
there. And it will be messy. That’s where life happens. It’s not the glimpses
you see on camera. That’s the icing on the cake.
The more imperfect I am. All the more beautiful He is.
2 Corinthians 12:9
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
Together in Grace,
Amy
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