This is where we belong.
In front of a blank page.
It always starts with one word.
Launching this blog and this idea of writing our spiritual stories has been a LONG LONG LONG time coming. Heaven has been pressing on me, nudging, inspiring, whispering, guiding, directing, and waiting patiently for my Stillness.
Heaven has been waiting for me to turn myself over.
I am a study of contrasts. Like almost everyone breathing.
Responsibilities often anchor me, that are hardly ever mine to call my own, but I took a step. I've been taking steps towards this for years. Years.
And finally, I took a BIG giant step into faith, and it took a ton of courage. Fear not and be of good courage runs thick through my veins every day.
This blog isn't for me. These ideas are not mine.
I am simply the gatherer. The sharer.
Heaven explained this long ago.
I won't post beautiful meals or pictures of glorious vacations. I will post words that make my life work, hoping you will spiral inward, reach down deep inside, and find your own words, your own voice, and begin to tell your story.
It's a sort of hastening, if you will. Can you feel the momentum of the Lord's work? Are you wondering what your part is? It's your voice. It's your story.
This blog is for those who need it. It's for those of you who hunger to know the words to your story and to know how to find the words to tell your spiritual story.
The world needs your voice.
The world needs your story.
Testimony belongs to story. But there are layers to testimony. There are layers to life. Contrasts. Shades. Hues. Designs. Study. Prayers. Beliefs. And it is the spiritual textures that make up a growing testimony.
Finding your voice is a personal and spiritual journey requiring you look at your inner geography, the passions you hold, the questions beating within you, and gaining a knowledge of how to use the gifts and talents you've been given to make a difference, not worrying that you will make someone feel less than, rather, that you are doing your part in building a full offering.
Remember the bushel. Remember the talents. Remember the parable.
We are all given talents. Writing and searching to know what those gifts and talents are, and helping others to find their voice----that's my PASSION.