Never in my wildest dreams would I have dreamt I would be writing about or standing in front of a group of people doing what my parents would have called airing my dirty laundry. I’m doing just that. I’m sharing my deepest darkest secrets.
You may ask why? The only answer I can give is God whispered to me. I didn’t listen well. He spoke again. I listened with 1 ear. He is a loving and patience God, but I don’t think He liked that He didn’t have my full attention. When we are surrounded by people who hear, but don’t listen normally we speak louder, so that’s what He did. He talked louder making me stand and take notice while saying yes Father.
I’m not purposely trying to make Him repeat things to me. I mess up and He responds in a loving and gracious way. I’m working on doing what He wants me to do and that is to tell my story in whatever way the Holy Spirit guides others to listen.
He’s taught me that my audience will hear exactly what they need to hear. I’ve learned that by sharing my stories of love, healing and forgiveness, I can help those who are facing their own personal journeys and pain, wherever they are in that process.
I love my husband and family. But, most of all I love my God. I know without Him, I wouldn’t have everything else that is important to me. I'm not talking about material things either. It’s not typical for me to speak with of flowery words or constantly profess my beliefs, but the audience gets the message. That’s not the real me. Hopefully, you see my faith in everything I do.
I asked my husband the other day to give me one adjective that best describes me. He replied that I was a caring person. His description made me happy. I sincerely do care about everyone and try to show it in everything I do from the meals I cook to the hugs I share. I hope you enjoy reading what I write as much as I enjoy developing each storyline. If you do, please comment when a blog touches your heart and please sign up as a follower.