Potshards

The truth is life is hard… if you knew me from birth you can see that my life has been bumpy. I’m not going to share these few things to make you feel sorry for me because I am not sorry for them. I want you to see how good God is! I recently read about potsherds and how potters use broken pieces of pottery to add to a new creation to make it stronger and to withstand fire better. Now let me tell you about my potsherds. My parents divorced when I was 2, my dad struggles with alcohol, my mom was addicted to pharmaceutical drugs, we bounced around a lot, shuffled through family members to take care of us, almost ended up in foster care twice, experienced domestic violence, and when I was 12(ish) my mom went to jail and I lived with my dad until I graduated. I had no relationship with her up until a couple years ago. In my early 20s I made a lot of mistakes, I have been divorced and it took me 25 years to love myself and the hardest blow of all was when Logan went to heaven. Each time I was broken, each time I experienced heartache God used the broken pieces to refine me. To make me stronger in him. To teach me about the goodness of HIM! I never asked for any of this to be part of my story but it is. The other real part of the story is Satan is real. Satan sees something in me that scares him. He has always tried to knock me down but I get back up because I know who is holding me up. Who picks my chin up and holds it high. I’m not saying that to brag either, Satan see a warrior for Christ and he thinks he can break me and boy he’s knocked me the hardest he could but he holds no victory in my life! I will praise God through this storm and any other storm I might face because HE is so good! Have you ever stopped to think about how much HE loves us? Romans 5:1-11 and John 3:16. I hope you experience the love of Jesus over and over again. 💜🦋🐓