Don't we all have a story? I know I have a few — some funny, some not-so-much. Some of my stories are inspiring and others are best placed in the ‘never do this' category.
On a recent trip, I saw a woman with a story. It was in her walk, the expression on her face, the sigh that escaped when she sat down. Her story was just below the surface and I wanted to ask her, but didn't.
Some of my stories He calls me to share — some of those are easy, others are not. The easy ones are filled with humor, inspiration, satisfaction, and truth. It's hard to share the stories of pain, rejection, lies, and condemnation. It's rare that I do share them, only when He calls me.
It's the untold stories that fascinate me and have captured my attention — and my heart. So many of us need to share our stories, but we are scared of rejection or judgement. It scares me. But I'm learning in the sharing God can help us find out purpose. And in that purpose comes healing. It's a step toward wholeness.
What about you? Are you willing to share your story?
I’m always willing to share my story about how I became a mom. God’s hand was all over it.
The pruning stories, while the most painful to share, allow for an abundance of fruit for the intercessor and the ‘dead wood’. After a long season in the wilderness, that special friend, was a well of spirit lifting prayers and thanksgiving. Stories allow us to knit our hearts into one. And I think that is what really jazzes Jesus up!
Not only am I willing to share some of my stories, I desire to share them anytime anywhere and with anyone. I also love to hear other peoples stories. The main story moral that I want to share is that we can never be good enough but with God’s grace and mercy we don’t have to.
I am….I have (over at The Point)…and I will continue to until God takes me home. Our stories are what draws others to us…and ultimately to Jesus.
Yes Ma’am. Always willing to share my story. I shared it with you a while back. I have shared it with many over the last few years.
My story is one that can not be kept to myself. God brought me through some very difficult times, as He has for so many of us. The thing I have come to learn is that all of those “Things” and all of that “Stuff” I went through was not just for me. It was and is also for others who are walking through that same valley or a similiar valley. God chose to show me the way out and carried me through to survive another day. And not to just survive but to thrive in the fullness of the life he has laid out before me serving Him. And I feel because He was so merciful to save me from myself, and show me there is a better way, the least that I can do is be willing to share that story everytime I come in contact with another hurting and searching soul. Jesus showed me the way out, my job is to assist others by pointing them toward Christ. Sharing with them there is a better way, there is a way out, and both of those is through the love and mercy of Jesus.
Well, I think I will hush now….
Have a wonderful day my friend.
Love you dearly.
I’m a older and I have a lot of stories now, so I wait like it seems you have learned to do. Not everyone really is ready to hear my story. But opportunities come when I am watching and listening and just this past week, while at a conference, I shared at least 3. My hope is that each woman remembers a story of grace and received hope and encouragement to reach out to Him for grace for their own story.