I've mulled it over in my head for quite some time.
I've felt God prodding me to tell our story, but I never knew how to start. How will it be received? How do I feel about sharing the depths of my heart about the darkest time in my life?
But then, I am reminded of how I felt no one could relate at those times, even when I knew there were others out there suffering just like me. I don't want other people to feel like they are alone in their struggle. I want to encourage those people, hug them, pray over them. This is the best way I could think of to do that.
I don't want pity, I want support. I don't want to be a downer, I want to take the trial and turn it into triumph, I want to process, not push it away, I want a voice for the heartache. I want these things for myself, and for those walking the same road. I want to encourage and lift up those who feel stuck in a pit, as I journey out of the pit myself.
I share in hopes to help, reach, change.
I share in hopes to help, reach, change.
