When your thoughts have torn at the lining of your strength, take heart, be still: there is grace for this. No matter how things go from here, you are not the sum of what happened. You have grown. You have changed. And this is glorious unmerited favor called grace. It’s okay if you can’t make sense of it all. It’s okay if you don’t have language for every single things you are feeling. You are allowed to feel. You are allowed to heal. You are allowed to breathe deep and trust: even here, you are growing and you are free to keep going.
-MHN
