If you don't believe in God, it may help to remember this great line of Geneen Roth's: that awareness is learning to keep yourself company. And then learn to be more compassionate company, as if you were somebody you are fond of and wish to encourage. I doubt that you would read a close friend's early efforts and, in his or her presence, roll your eyes and snicker. I doubt that you would pantomime sticking your finger down your throat. I think you might say something along the lines of, 'Good for you. We can work out some of the problems later, but for now, full steam ahead!

This is the real Madame. I can see why she hides herself in accents and gems and exotic perfumes. I can see why she's grown to hate anything to do with love. She isn't evil or corrupt the way that Vaughn is. She's broken. Only broken.

God can't clean the house of you when you're still in it.

I know nothing, except what everyone knows--if there when grace dances, I should dance.

We stitch together quilts of meaning to keep us warm and safe, with whatever patches of beauty and utility we have on hand.

You can__ fix who you are on your own, but God is in the business of transforming broken girls into beautiful trophies of His grace.