Do you ever look in the mirror and think, "God must have a sense of humor?" Because let's be real, y'all—some days, we are a whole mess. I mean, we start off with good intentions, like promising ourselves (again) we're gonna speak kindly, stay patient, and maybe even keep our minds focused during prayer this time. But five minutes later, there we are, knee-deep in frustration, eye-rolling so hard we're checking out the back of our brains, and wondering if grace has a daily limit.
Here's the wild part, though: God sees every single bit of that mess, and loves us anyway.
