Life is beautiful and I'm getting my heart back to where it needs to be.
I found an old journal yesterday (and by found I mean I forced myself to read an old journal) and everything that was written in it was from a time I thought I was never going to truly live again. I feel like God leads me places from time to time because I've somehow gotten myself to a place where I've forgotten his grace and mercy. It's beautiful to be reminded of that all over again.
Stress and exhaustion were all to familiar to me this past week and I can't wait to get myself on the beach Thursday and just relax it all away. Family, the sun, sand, good beer and so much fun.
I'd like to spend everyday of the rest of my life right here in this spot:
By His wounds we are healed.