As a writer, I believe there are stories hiding in deep place of my heart that I’d rather leave there. Buried underneath the weight of the past, I question whether these words must be resurrected in order to bring me to the fullness of the freedom that is mine in Christ. Sometimes a story is better left unsaid. After all, when you profess Jesus Christ as Lord, and believe that He has redeemed you from your past, why dig it up?
But sometimes God withholds our stories, until such a time when we are ready to fully embrace the work He did on the cross. Some stories have been removed from my memory altogether, swept away with my past as I surrendered my heart to Him. Not every story will be told, but I believe He will call me to bravely share some, to write with trembling hands and in fear, so that He may be glorified.
Several months ago I participated in a Facebook group for writers. An exercise was given to write a part of our memoir. I wasn’t sure what I would write, but as I sat down at the computer, staring at the blank screen, God began to unfold a part of my story that I had tucked away, never wanting to remember. In the days following the brave writing of those events, I was overcome with fear, anxiety, depression and unrest as I sought God for answers as to why He would call me to write this story.
I shared my brave story at the SDG Community today. I am overwhelmed at the outpouring of love and support I have received. I believe that God desires to bring hope and healing to others through my words. Call them brave, or courageous. They were written in fear and trembling, not feeling very brave at all. I felt weak, overcome by the weight of it again, yet as I stepped out, He made me brave, and gave me the courage to share.
This is my story, but it does not define me. I am free, redeemed and washed in His blood. It is a part of my history, and I believe there are others who have suffered in similar ways. It is my hope that God would give them the courage to continue to walk out their healing, and that He would glorified in the process.
Sometimes we are called to write brave. And when we do, God will take our words and use them not only to bring freedom to us, but to bring healing to others.
Sharing with my dear friend Beth for Three Word Wednesday on a Thursday.