Sometimes, sharing your story is hard.
Our flesh tells us that if we share our stories of struggle, we’ll only be vulnerable to criticism, and left isolated from all the perfect people. We want the perfect people to like us, to think we’re somebody, to see us as perfect, too. We can’t show signs of struggle. There’s no grace for us.
That’s what our flesh tells us, anyway. What it doesn’t tell us is that there’s no such thing as perfect people. We all struggle.
Sometimes, the voice of our flesh screams so loudly it drowns out the quiet whisper of the Spirit. That whisper, when we listen closely, tells us we must share our story – struggles and all – and it’s through sharing our story that victory comes. That’s when God gets to shine His grace into our lives and open it up for others to see, “He walked me through this, and He will walk with you, too. I fell down, but I got back up. My knees are scarred and I’ve got a few bruises, but I know more about His grace and love for me than I ever did before.” He gets the glory.
Deep down we know we need to share our God-story. It’s bigger than just a struggle-story. His story digs in and tills the soil of our heart until our pride is buried and new life grows in its place, new life that can be fruitful and abundant and bring sustenance to those who walk alongside us in this wonderful winding road of life.
In 2016, I will be here at Like a Bubbling Brook sharing my God-story. We will share about ministry, motherhood, triumphs, and challenges. We will find grace together.
My posts might not follow a regular schedule, and my writing might be a little rusty. I will probably break many rules of blogging. The site will stay simple. The message will be simple.
The last post made here was in 2012. It’s been awhile. I feel vulnerable and a little scared to be sharing stories again after all this time, but I’m confident God has a plan. I’m excited to see what He’ll do.
I hope you’ll join me. We’ve got lots of catching up to do.