After writing the post demons and divorce, the fact that I said I was a terrible Christian began weighing on me heavily. I am not a terrible Christian, just the average guilty one. Guilty of not praying enough when I should, for even questioning my faith, even if it is for a split second. But my Redeemer lives and He knows my heart. His grace and mercy abounds and I am covered by His blood. It never ceases to amaze me, that even when my faith seems to waiver, His faith in me has never changed.
Thank you God for loving me.
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