It’s Real Talk Tuesday time, and this week our theme is: “Why the Story Matters.” Let that sink in for a moment. What is the story you’ve been hiding? Where are the words crackling like fire in your bones? Have you taken on self-imposed silence? Why?
Beloved, I want you to know your story matters. It is your history. It doesn’t always have to define you. It doesn’t always have to have the final say. It doesn’t have to mar your hope for the future. You can reframe the story.
This past spring I took a class called Mending the Soul, and it’s changed my life from the inside out. So much so that it was the impetus for a book I wrote (more on that later). What I found most intriguing is that I learned to lean in to hard truths, to allow myself space to breathe between the pause and the pain. All of my story matters, even the broken pieces I thought unredeemable. Every line, crease, wrinkle, tear up, mess, and everything in between matters. God sees the whole of my story and has not turned His back on me. If anything, He keeps leaning into my life story to reframe my perspective as I’ve become more willing to live in truth.
Let me tell you something. When you choose to purposefully and willfully live truth and authenticity, it upsets life. I don’t mean that in a bad way. I mean that truth sets you free in areas you may not even realize. Mending the Soul gave me a process for working through the mess of my life. It pointed to redemption and restoration. I found grace in learning how to deal truthfully with feelings and all kinds of emotions. I no longer buy the bull that feelings don’t matter or that they can’t be trust. More than anything, I have learned to listen to my heart because it tells me what I’m thinking and believing. It points me back to God in a way that encouraged deeper relationship. I’m not afraid to bear my all before Him anymore. He can handle.
God can handle every part of my story and it matters. I give Him all my pieces, and He makes me whole. I don’t have to live a half-life, half-truth, or half of anything. I can live in the fullness of my story NOW. Friends, this is a grace I desperately needed. Did it make me uncomfortable? Yes. And it still makes me uncomfortable, but I don’t mind the discomfort. I know now that it leads me to real and abundant life. So here’s to taking off the masks, and telling, wholeheartedly, why the story matters.
What about you? Open your eyes, your heart, your soul. Look within. Look up. Pause and question: why does your story matter? Because guess what, your story matters! Let’s just choose to live it now, bumps and smooth roads. Your story matters! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
We’d love for you to join us. Poem, Song, Essay, Story, Blog Post, or Photo Essay – share the words and images that speak of truth. Your voice will be heard here. We’re ready to hear your stories. We honor each voice here.
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