Welcome to My Mess

I’m glad you stopped by. Peanut Butter and Jelly Grace is like that friend you’d invite into your home regardless of whether you’ve picked up or not.

I don’t know about you, but I need friends like that.

When my boys were little I thought I had to have it all together and worked my fanny off to try to make everything look perfect. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t keep it up. It’s hard to clean up while the tornado is still blasting through the living room. Living like that made me angry, tired and depressed. Let’s face it, I wasn’t much fun to live with.

Depression had its teeth in me and would not let go. My marriage was falling apart, the medication was no longer working, and I was in survival mode. I had lost hope that I could ever be one of those moms that seemed to enjoy her family and had lost the will to hold on. Something had to change.

In 2004 I entered a mentoring program that rescued me and in turn, rescued my family. I had grown up in church and professed Jesus as my Savior ever since I was a little girl. I was a pretty good girl and worked hard for the Lord, but I had never received the grace he offered me for being a mess. I thought I had to commit real sins in order to qualify. He opened my eyes to my very real mess, the gift of grace and the power it has to transform my weakness into strength. He will do the same for you.

My grace us sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. –2 Corinthians 12:9

If you’re lookin’ for some power, stick around because I’ve got some serious weakness. Maybe you do too. Life gets sticky. Grace allows our messes to be transformed by God’s power into beautiful displays of His glory. So come on in and make yourself at home. Your mess is welcome here any time.

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