Hang in there and keep having faith. "Beauty of my mess" reminds me of one of my favorite lines from Chesterton: God makes straight with crooked paths. It's tough to know when you're a feather blown on the winds of chaos or the breeze of the Spirit. Sometimes our only vision of grace is hindsight.
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Hang in there and keep having faith. "Beauty of my mess" reminds me of one of my favorite lines from Chesterton: God makes straight with crooked paths. It's tough to know when you're a feather blown on the winds of chaos or the breeze of the Spirit. Sometimes our only vision of grace is hindsight.
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