Grace isn’t free, it always comes at a cost.
The Man in the Mirror
One by one, my secrets slowly broke free. Each time, with failed attempts to lessen the seriousness of it all. The more I fought it, the more I saw bits of the façade of the life I had built crumble to the ground. As control over my life fled, I was drawn deeper into the lure of my sin. But the secrets wouldn’t stop exposing themselves. God would no longer let me get away with it.