hope
I know a lot of other woman have shared with me on abuse, infertility, adultery, depression, anxiety, adoption, death, broken relationships, mounds of deep and dark pain. But the game changer was that in all of that, every ounce of stories people share throughout life, you saw surrender, joy, contentment, birth, forgiveness, life, adventure, risk, hope and life. This place is my jam.
No matter the age, state, story, or vision...it all pointed to the gospel and the ocean of grace we can all experience everyday from the Lord.
I thrive in thinking and processing and rejoicing and crying in the midst of hard freaking stuff and then...when you can't take it anymore you see a glimpse of joy, sovereignty, forgiveness, life, purpose...a story.
our story. my story. your story.
The one that He is writing everyday for us. I love that.
No matter where you're at or where you're headed or what was behind you. The Lord is writing your story and the way I believe we honor Him the most is by sharing them. Allowing others to enter into them. All of it. The messy stuff and the easy joyful stuff.
I think some woman have the ability to speak into each other's life with encouragement and scripture when we share where we've been and where we might be going.
Lord is that He can provide us with that place of gratitude in the midst of wherever we find ourselves.
His truth and grace. everyday. everyday single day until eternity.
so much of my life is bound up in this earth and my stuff and my family and my hopes and my dreams and my story and what I want.. I want more of Jesus on this earth.
I want my eyes to be kept on Him no matter the season. I want more of us to live like that.
To talk about why it's scary and what we are holding onto on the inside and where we fail and that no matter how it all unfolds...Jesus is the one thing.
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