For years I was trying to figure out what I did wrong to deserve the marriage I was in. I went looking through every version of myself, every choice, every moment I could point to.
What I didn't know was that I was trying to forgive myself for a mistake I never made, and waiting for an apology that was never coming.
God could see that clearly. I just hadn't gotten there yet.
When I first heard about the “end times,” it sounded like fear. But Revelation 21:4 changed that. It isn’t a warning—it’s a promise. Every tear, every loss, every ache we carry will one day be wiped away. This is the story of how a new believer found peace in God’s ending and learned to live with hope in the middle of it.
