Beauty In Our Brokenness
I am sitting on my couch in a white tank top that has a huge diet coke stain on it and in a pair of rolled up jeans that fit a lot better when I was going to the gym regularly. I am pretty sure that under anyone’s administration my house would qualify for federal disaster relief funding because it looks a bit like it survived Katrina but I don’t live on the coast of anywhere. I did just spend over an hour at the 24/7 prayer space which has to be experienced to be understood (
