There are times I feel like I have been balled up like a used piece of paper and tossed in a near by waste bin, while in the midst of a trial.
I am so thankful that Jesus picks me up from where the enemy leaves me on the battle field, tattered and worn. He redeems and restores. And in reality I come out looking like this on the other end of those trials…
Seemingly wrinkled …but still beautiful in his eyes.
Linking up to Flowers on Saturday, hosted by blueberrycraftandhobbytime.
