I was on my way home from work yesterday. I flipped on my radio.
And this song came on. Tears of gratitude rolled down my eyes.
What you might not know about me is that I have a not-so-tidy past. I was a teen mom. I married young. I divorced young too. (Side note: I don't know what the deal is with reality shows,
but Teen Pregnancies and Divorce Papers are not fun or entertaining! Seriously.)
During that time in my life, I prayed with all of my heart that my first marriage would work out. Instead, it fell apart. My heart was broken.
Despite the mess, God began healing and restoring my life in ways I would have never imagined.
I was made whole. I learned how to be strong; how to forgive and be forgiven.
And then I met Jason, my best friend.
Glimpses of my past remind me how far I've come, and just how sweet it is to be given a second chance.