Each imperfection tells a story about Him. Each one contributes to the splendor of the finished work. You are His Beloved masterpeice. Read today's post for more.

Joy: Unrestrained

Guilty. I am guilty. I've held joy as a prisoner, a hostage to my circumstances. Chained to my perceptions, it could only be experienced when the situation was joyful. And even under the perfect conditions joy had its limits. After a year of unwrapping joy, the realization saddened me. Joy ought not to be contained! … Continue reading Joy: Unrestrained