Truth is...

I frequently feel like I'm less than I could be,

or should be...

I worry and yell and fret and stew when I know I should pray and breathe and believe and forgive...

Truth is, I still need a savior. And so do you. Because we all fall short, and Jesus makes us complete. Wholly saved, wholly loved, wholly whole.

These days, I'm longing to really understand the Gospel... the Good News...

Father so loved..

Jesus came...

He died..

He rose..

And covers me in grace.

Click here.

Cry.

Repeat.