|Feb 2015 snow storm|
Some days that's how I feel about my life. I start the hard work of healing. I am making progress. Grace starts covering up the ugliness in my life. But life goes on...memories are brought up through interactions with the people who started it all, or maybe just something that feels the same comes up, and suddenly there are muddy footprints showing up through the grace, and I can't deny the ugliness that comes from the abuse, trauma, and PTSD.
The wonderful thing about grace is that it is watering the roots, so that growth can happen. The snow storms that come in the cold of winter make us think that spring will never come...but we know that the moisture from the snow is feeding the beauty that will happen when God brings spring our way again.
Today, I am thankful for the snow...and for God's grace...and healing, and growth.