I'm being held together by the One who knows just how badly I've fallen apart. It's not about the sin anymore, for He has been strong for me, and I've left those chains behind. There is a victory cry in my heart, for it has been a long time since I have been free to take this many steps away.


But now, I'm still broken, and fighting to piece it all together- the girl that learned from her past experiences coming together with the one He is shaping me to be. I keep fumbling, because I don't know where these pieces fit, and so I wait for His gentle hands to show me,


and I'm still waiting.