Brokenness doesn’t have to be permanent

Waking up the next morning was downright painful. I was living my worst nightmare. The world that I had tried to hide from my loved ones was now exposed and there was nothing that I could do about it. At that moment, I felt broken and irreparable. Nevertheless, I knew that if I ever wanted to ever have a somewhat sense of normalcy I couldn’t stay basking in my shame. I had to make a conscious decision to own my errors and own my future.
I remember getting on my knees and praying. Although I don’t remember the exact words that I said, I remember that I confessed my sin, made a decision to trust God to help me face what was to come, and to keep moving forward regardless what the future held. Much to my surprise, I was held together by the glue of grace. God took my shattered self, acknowledged my faith and my determination, and linked me together with a tribe of people that supported my first steps.
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Friend, if you find yourself facing the biggest mistake that you have ever made, I personally want to tell you that your brokenness does not have to be permanent.

Message me if you need a safe place to talk, learn to dream again, and create a future that is worth living. The first session is always on me.

Much love and blessings,

John Eli