But by the grace of God.
But by His grace I am sober.
By His grace I've been given chance after chance.
By His grace I have four beautiful children.
By His grace I've been delivered of a wretched self-hatred and there within an eating disorder.
By His grace I no longer walk inside the lonely walls of depression every day.
By His grace I am grateful.
By His grace I am home and will one day be truly home.
By His grace the list goes on and on and on.
It is only by accepting His grace that I can extend it. I fall short every single day in so many ways. I get snappy and irritable with my husband and children. I harbor resentments against friends and family alike. I judge. I condescend. I view myself as better.
But by His grace, I confess. I seek sanctification. I am here.
By His grace, I am no longer under condemnation.