It is comforting to me to remember that the grace of God keeps me alive. That I don’t have to be perfect. That I am allowed to fail. In failing, I have the courage to keep going, to keep trying, however off the mark my momentum takes me. If I am nothing more than a broken boat struggling in the waves, Jesus Christ is the wind and the waves and the dream Himself, who will do whatever it takes to bring me home, if I am willing to be guided.