Ah, yes—grit. The crusty cousin of grace.The dirt under your spiritual fingernails. The stuff between your teeth after gnawing on truth too long.
Grit doesn’t wait for permission. Grit doesn’t ask how it feels. Grit laces up, shows up, and shuts up when the work begins.
Let’s break it down:
G.R.I.T. – God. Resilience. Integrity. Tenacity.
Or if you’re in a mood:
G.R.I.T. – Get Real, It’s Tough.
Either way, you need it. I need it. Every addict needs it. But don’t forget—
Grit without Grace is just self-will with a Red Bull.
So today, I grabbed both. My Grit and my Grace.And I got through. Not pretty. But present.
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