Now Hear This.

So coming unglued, that's what we are talking about, right? ... I wrote about this in January (I didn't call it that, but that is certainly what I was doing). Yelling is a choice. A choice. And I am desperate to choose joy, to choose gratitude over Satan, to choose not to come unglued ... but HOW? 

And how, when I already feel like such a failure every time the harsh words erupt in the vanishing calm in my home. 

So we have 11 more chapters to talk about how. To chart our imperfect progress together. 

In the meantime ... I still feel like a failure, my anger echoing in little ears. 

And then ... I hear this. From chapter one of the study, but really from Scripture. (And from Shannon, on the podcast:) 

Lysa references the adulterous woman Jesus saves from stoning in John 8. 

Beloved ... hear this. 

Jesus stood up and said to her, “Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?” She said, “No one, Lord.” And Jesus said, “Neither do I condemn you; go, and from now on sin no more” {John 8:10-11, ESV}.

... He didn’t say ... “Come back when you’re done sinning.”

Christ meets us in our sin. He is not waiting for us to change in order to embrace us fully. He loves us right in the middle of our ugly mess and offers up the truth and hope of the gospel as a lifeline. Our imperfect progress is a direct outworking of His grace and our acceptance of it. 

So when failure feels imminent, know that you are loved, you are cherished, and you have hope. 

Tune in friday morning at 9:00 am for our discussion of chapter 2. 

~Molly 

You Don't Know Me

Greetings fellow F.R.A.Z.L.E.D. wives. I'm so excited to be here, to "meet" you. I am new to the family, new to blogging here, but oh-so-excited. 

Shannon asked me to introduce myself before we dashed headlong into studying Unglued by Lysa Teurkerst. 

So here goes. 

I am an Army bride, one-time helicopter pilot, compulsive writer, friend seeker, and lover of color and all things textile. My current occupation is ringmaster of the Huggins family circus, (party of four). I have a B.A. in English from Covenant College and a passion for meeting young married women right in the middle of their own messy stories. If you know me in real life, most often I am shoes off, ungroomed, coffee-clutching, feet up, tucked into my beat down kitchen table, oversharing my little heart out. 

I have my own messy story. Being a soldier, loving a soldier, carrying and miscarrying his beautiful babes. Saying goodbye a thousand times, a thousand ways. And all the while, the gospel of grace poured out on every second of our life together. 

I am a storyteller. Which means I am dying to hear yours as we make our imperfect progress here. 

When I'm not here, you can always find me spilling my guts sporadically at www.allthegracebetween.com. 

Friends, please join us here as we blog about coming unglued, raw emotions, and imperfect change. 

Love. 

~Molly