Before we begin, I would like to clear up a misunderstanding. When I talk about faith in God, it is not because I am weak. The contrary is true; I am amazingly strong, and it is God who reminds me of that from time to time.
I have been writing my life story, which I will someday publish in a novelized form. The first few chapters are almost finished. Reliving those chapters was hard—really hard. Finding the best way to describe just a one week segment of my experiences took four months. It is gripping and tragic, but it shows the power of God. He is not a concept; He is the bright and morning star.
I have not posted recently because writing my story enveloped all my time, energy, and strength of will, purpose, and mind. And in the end, my strength was not enough. I was overwhelmed by what I needed to write. That’s when I had to make a choice: Rely on my strength, or write some of the most intimate details of my life with His integrity and strength. It was a tough choice, as the material led me close to my breaking point and then far beyond.
I finally surrendered to His immense grace, spent weeks listening and learning, and now I am ready to blog again. I hope each of you will understand that your greatest strength may very well be your ability to own your weaknesses and look into the face of your Father and call Him “Abba.”
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