until we left. i was so broken. i was broken before him and stripped completely bare. all i had to offer him was me. but yet that’s all he ever wanted.
it took a while for me to really understand how he bore my shame on the cross.
the problem with shame is that it can take you into a deep, dark hole. it will pull you deeper and deeper until you feel no way of escape.
he suffered shame so that my shame would be taken away and he would be restored in me. god loved me so much that he sent his son jesus to die on the cross for me 