My life has been the absolute epitome of UnPerfect.

• Driven into my own garage door multiple times? Cha-ching.
• Sent texts to unintended recipients? Like replying to a friend who asked for parenting advice with: “I’m on my way with duct tape.” …Yep. I did that.
• Wrestled with the heavy stuff? From navigating the chaos of marrying my polar opposite and raising kids from difficult backgrounds, to managing depression and untangling what I thought a life in Christ would look like from my actual reality… I’m raising my hand as I type this.

Yet, in the middle of the chaos, the Holy Spirit gifted me a beautiful plot-twist: He taught me to hold the sacred tension of living abundantly right here among life’s broken pieces.

Now, I’m graciously (albeit clumsily) embracing UnPerfect.

I’m discovering contentment, one purposeful step at a time.

And you can, too.