Wounded and Broken

I went to a retreat this weekend and got the chance to meet and talk to a bunch of kids. One thing that stuck out was the fact that we were all broken at one point in our lives. Some were still suffering- from parents that failed us, addictions, relationships that have ended, broken families, failed attempts to change, and just a constant fall into temptation. Some of them felt like they had hit a wall because of their anger issues, unresolved hurt, and the unimaginable experiences that scarred them.
At times we may feel like we had moved on or completely surrendered it all to God, but then all it takes is something to bring it up again and the feelings come rushing back. I was broken for such a long time and had exhausted all my options until the day came that I had no where else to turn but to God. I finally understood what the grace of God truly meant. I don't hold on to the grace of God because I was taught to- I do it because I need to.

We are all broken and we are not worthy, yet we are loved by God. All we can offer to God is our broken hearts and stand before others as a testimony of this amazing grace from an unconditional loving God.