Full of Grace

I just finished reading Sex God by Rob Bell. In short, its a book exploring the interplay between sex and spirituality. As humans, we long for a connection to something, someone; too often we find that in unhealthy relationships, defying the intended purpose of sexuality. I know that you should never read the end of the book first but I promise this won't ruin it for you, so here's the last paragraph that I want to share:

"I finish with this story because life is messy. Gut wrenching. Risky. Things don't always turn out well. Sometimes they don't turn out at all. Sometimes everything falls apart and we wonder if there's any point to any of it. We're tempted to shut ourselves off, fortify the walls around our hearts, and forge ahead, promising ourselves that we will never again open ourselves up like that again. But I have to believe that we can recover from anything. I have to believe that God can put anything - anyone - back together. I have to believe that the God Jesus invites us to trust is as good as he says he is. Loving. Forgiving. Merciful. Full of grace."

I've been there; we've all been there. And slowly, I'm beginning to understand that maybe there is some truth to this statement. That we must believe in grace. I've been broken lately, mostly because I've looked for my worth in places that I will never find it. That's why we must believe in grace. It has worth. As screwed up as we might be at times, the only way it will get better is if we believe that it will.