I am a teenager, learning as I walk through this beautiful life, being shaped into the woman that I am supposed to be.
I am not, by any stretch, a spectacular writer, I probably overuse commas and I don't really know how to use a semi-colon. There is nothing quite like writing my heart out onto an empty page of my journal. I am a growing photographer, saving for a camera with manual focus and soaking up tips and lessons along the the way. I knit, I sew, I paint, I love to laugh and sometimes I have mini-concerts in the privacy of my bedroom. I have a history, a life to live and a God who loves. And that brings me to my next topic: The name of this blog.
My mother thought of it about two years ago.. I am a sinner, living by the grace of a wonderful, loving God who knows and cares how many hairs are on my head, who gave His one and only son so that we can live free from the chains of sin. It's the story of my life, being told by me.. Grace.
