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No, I’m Not Okay {Real Talk Tuesday}

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I’m not the first, nor will I be the last.  Suspend all judgment for a brief reading moment.  When was the last time you had a real, knock-down-drag-outfight with God?  Real talk, now.  Don’t lie.  OR… maybe you’ve never had one of those.

When did you rail at the Sky, question, doubt, ponder, or even falter?  Be truthful now.  You’re only lying to yourself if you’re trying to cover up your “perfect view” of your faith walk.  Can  I just tell you something in this right-now moment?  It’s okay.  Later or soon, rather have it sooner than later, you will come to the crossroads of the breaking point.

You are not alone.

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Real Talk Tuesday {Breaking Shame}

Shame.  Sreal talk marvia davidsonuch a hideous word.  I inwardly snarled when I heard shame could be a good thing.  Are you kidding me!  Shame is a merciless mercenary bent on our destruction, but guess what beloved?  We don’t have to take it. In this first Real Talk Tuesday Link Up, we’re talking about shame.  Yes, we are breaking shame.  We don’t have to give it power in our lives any more. Continue reading Real Talk Tuesday {Breaking Shame}

To Be Naked

Woman with her arms outstretched looking up towards the sun microsoftWriting has been one of those things I’ve enjoyed for most of my life.

I admit  much of my writing has been held in private trust, and that’s okay.  Joining a writing community that encourages you to invite others to the private story-trust, to be bold, be more, and walk out the authentic call is better.

In the connecting, sharing, and baring it all comes a community that embraces the whole of you.

Today I’m over at Esther Emery’s  blog talking about what happens when all is stripped bare and you’re stark naked before the world. This isn’t that shaming kind of naked. It is the naked of preparation, sanctification, wholeness, beauty, and restoration.

Come see what it means to live in the discomfort. You just might find that throwing off the weight of things that don’t matter will free you to be the real you. I’d love to hear your stories too about getting real and being just you.

How will you bloom?