God, Grace & The Grit In Between

I feel that in the position I have been placed in it appears that at times I may "have it all together." I don't. Unfiltered. I called my best friend, lump in my throat, stomach in knots and when she picked up, the tears flooded my eyes then the tears flowed out like a waterfall. In this moment, I was definitely not the girl who had it all together. In fact, I was the girl who had let it all fall apart. And falling apart was one of the best things that has ever happened to me. My parents went through a divorce my freshmen/sophomore year of college. I did not grow up in a broken home. We went to church every week, in fact my father was our Church Pastor, and my mother was in charge of the nursery. There comes much pressure with being the eldest daughter, even more so when an entire community is watching your every move. Starting at a young age I put the pressure on myself that I had to be perfect. Because, being perfect is what being a good Christian means, right? I w