Today grace is to know that I am loved despite all the mistakes I make each day. To know that there is always hope. To know that everything is taken care of, that I get endless chances to try again and that I’m never condemned, shunned or scorned.
These days I only want to praise the grace and to spend hours doing it. It probably sounds insane. But as I said. I’m honest now. The time to hide is gone. The time to pretend to be someone else is gone. The time to pretend this body is all I am is gone. I shed my skin. I am. I am. I am. Grace to be.
No more pretending! Only being what I truly am. What grace, what joy, what blessing. Nothing sets me apart. We are all the same in this. You are always chosen.