There is beauty in brokenness.

I WAS A NOTORIOUS SINNER. ONCE A DRUG DEALER, AN ALCOHOL AND DRUG ABUSER, A LIAR AND CHEATER, GREEDY AND PRIDEFUL, IDOL WORSHIPPER, AND VERBAL ABUSER. I WAS SELFISH AND ANGRY. I WAS DEPRESSED AND ANXIOUS. I LIVED IN FEAR. I WAS DEAD. THIS IS WHO I WAS WHEN I CAME TO THE END OF MY ROPE ON JANUARY 1, 2013. NOTHING I WAS CHASING WAS FIXING MY BROKEN PAST OR FULFILLING MY DEEPEST DESIRES. I WAS COMPLETELY EMPTY. I WAS DEEP IN A PIT AND I WAS UNABLE TO GET OUT. IT WAS JESUS WHO STUCK HIS HAND INTO MY WRETCHED AND DIRTY LIFE AND RESCUED ME OUT THAT PIT AND INTO REDEMPTION AND INTO HIS FAMILY. HIS GRACE HAS CHANGED EVERY SINGLE ASPECT OF MY LIFE AND HE IS NOT DONE WITH ME. SINCE I HAVE BEEN REDEEMED, JESUS HAS BEEN TEACHING ME MY NEW IDENTITY. FROM LOST, TO CHOSEN. FROM A CITIZEN OF THIS WORLD, TO A CITIZEN OF THE KINGDOM. FROM CURSED, TO SEEN AS HOLY. I AM BROKEN TO CHOSEN.