Redeemed by Grace. Carried by the Cross. - Miller311 Faith Collection
While at the lake for Grandcamp, I noticed piles of broken branches and twigs. Cedar, pecan, pine—broken and mangled wood discarded, pushed into piles, and ready to be hauled off. I saw myself in that "pile," fallen, flawed, and cast aside. Then I saw the pile through God's eyes. In the imperfection, beauty was waiting—not who we were but who we are becoming in Him.
Each of these crosses is handcrafted from wood that was once abandoned—fallen branches, discarded scraps, forgotten pieces. This is how God works in us. Where the world sees brokenness, God sees beauty. Where others see waste, He sees purpose. In God's hands, nothing - and no one - is without purpose.
May each cross serve as a reminder that you are seen, known, and loved beyond measure — not for your perfection, but for the beauty God placed within you.
