Recently, I've found that being honest is one of the most freeing things. Being honest with others and myself and God feels so good. The past 3 months I have really struggled with honesty, because honesty is admitting where I fail. I've struggled to answer the question "How are you?" with truth. Because, honestly, the past 3 months have been hard. And saying that makes me feel like I've failed. I've failed at going to school at the place that is my dream. I've failed at making this time and money count. And, well, I could keep going. But what I'm learning about failure is grace. Grace! I honestly wish I could convey my excitement about this right now, but I think its impossible. Grace is such a cliche heard-it-all-my-life word, but when you really stop and think about it, IT IS SO COOL. So awesome. So undeservedly good and redeeming. Grace is freedom. Through Christ and his gift of grace I have the freedom to fail. And through that same grace I have the ability to get back up again, cling to my Savior and continue to try. The gospel is the most beautiful thing, friends. I am so thankful to be in a place, even one that is hard, where that beauty is made more real to me everyday.
