Ruined

You know when you follow a link, which leads you to another link, which leads you to another, and all of a sudden you ask yourself "How did I get here?" A blog I read directed me to this blog post. I don't know this woman, but her blog has been haunting me ever since. It was beautifully spoken, and beautifully written. The gist: I can't ruin my children, they were born ruined and it is my responsibility to show them they need Jesus as their Savior. I need to be real with Lily showing her my faults yet striving to be the best mother in Christ that I can be. Show her that God commands are showing his true and perfect character and that he gives us his commands to protect us and enjoy a relationship with us. As sinners, we are enemies of God, but even as his enemies, he loved us and died for our sin. My sin. I am ruined. But when God looks at me, he sees me through his son, Jesus, who paid the price for my sin. Death. All so that I could be called a daughter of our heavenly Father.