So, I’ve missed a few days. More like a lot of days. Life has gotten in the way. The pesky day job, the three year death anniversary, and a little bronchitis too…the list of excuses could go on and on. But as I stop for the first time this month, and after I mentally freak out that there are only 10 days left in October (!!), I am reminded on of v5:
You hem me in, behind and before.
As I’ve felt that I am spilling out at the seams these past 21 days, HE hems me in and keeps me together even when I feel like an utter mess. Like a seamstress, He comes behind and before and knits me back together, and gives grace. Lots of grace.