I love it when something just comes together and you know it was a God thing.
A couple weeks ago Mark came home and told me about seeing this sign…

which led to some good discussion.
Maybe we do not understand the intent,
but that statement just doesn’t sit right with us.
Quite the contrary, we believe that God delights to bless us
in the middle of our messes.
We do not have to be “perfect” before God can bless us.
Why would we need God then?
Jesus, who is in the business of rebuilding, restoring, and reconciling,
is after a relationship with us, not our performance.
And this is the message that gives us hope.

On Monday, as I was driving out to the beach,
 thinking about this,
a song by Amy Grant began to play on the radio.
It tied in perfectly with what God was showing me about our messes
and was the inspiration for this little slideshow.
Nothing speaks to my soul like words, music, and photos.
I pray it encourages you to come as you are, mess and all,
to the only One who gives Hope. 

 

We pour out our miseries
God just hears a melody
Beautiful the mess we are
The honest cries of breaking hearts
Are better than a Hallelujah.