Back in the day, before the delete button, when we used to write things out with pencils, or even old fashioned type writers, when you made mistake, you’d erase, or white out, or the correction tape, but you could never completely make it disappear. For me, I feel like this is how I see my walk…my journey with Jesus… and I see those barely there lines, these white out marks. And those marks are yelling at me off the paper, highlighting every sin of my past. And,sometimes,those marks are so bright, so visible to me, that I throw my hands up, not in praise, but in exasperation and think, well, I’ll never get it right, those marks will never go away, what’s the point?!? But God doesn’t want those marks to go away, He doesn’t need my past, or my future, to be perfect… He doesn’t define me by those still visible ‘erased’ lines… like the artist who took these broken plates and pieces of pottery and turned them into a wall collage, God views me through a lens of forgiveness and grace, love and mercy… and those, those are the most amazing filters I can think of!