I screamed into the void, hoping to be the only one who heard; I tore at my falsehood, hoping I was the only one who saw my nakedness; I dumped all my doubts and worries before the emptiness, because I was afraid. Yet, You saw it all, knowing my shame and seeing my pain, You saw it all as I thought I had faced the vast emptiness of the eternal void. You bent down to where I was, and You uttered no word, but instead held me in Your arms and heard my weeping prayers, and in that moment, I understood what grace truly was.
Grace is the collecting of my shame, and making me clean, it’s seeing my sins, and loving me all the same, but never leaving me to wander the hopeless void alone. Grace is not a feeling, just as hope is not a little thought that flutters from my mind, it is Jesus Christ.T.B. LaBerge // Jesus Understands The Void (via tblaberge)