Here is the deal.
This year has been challenging for me. It has left me battered and bruised, and I'm still struggling with the after effects. Shame tells me I'm inadequate. What can a person with PTSD, a girl who is so incredibly insecure, who feels numb, who has been avoiding God, possibly offer the world, her classroom, her new home country?
She can offer what she has been given.
A transaction that can never be retracted, Jesus.
Here is the deal.
No matter the mess we've become, no matter the mess we've been dumped with, no matter the mess we've created-
We all have something to offer.
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Paint Us Gray: Part 2
Poetry(This is part 2; please read part 1 first!) Rejection. Betrayal. Heartbreak. Grief. Unfortunately, we've all had a swallow, some more than others, of this bitter brew. This is just a sliver of my chapter that is a part of this world's grand nar...
