Right now I'm in Fort Collins, Colorado at Campus Crusade's National Staff Conference. Since being here, the Lord has basically destructed my heart, showing me sooooo many walls I've built up over the years, lies I believe, areas in which I don't trust Him etc.
One of these areas is this little world of my blog. I absolutely love to write. I could write and tell stories all day long - and actually have been known to spend much of my life practicing these very things (shocking, I know).
However, when it comes time to press the dreaded 'PUBLISH POST' button, I hesitate, start to sweat a little bit. I'll spare you all the gory details =).
Thoughts race through my head, suffocating logic and God's Spirit.
What gives me the right to be heard? Who do I think I am? What could I possibly have to say that people haven't already heard? Why should I have the nerve to think people trust me enough to read my words?
Several people at this conference have challenged me to allow God to work in my heart in absolutely whatever way He chooses, no restrictions, barriers, or pretenses: no matter my fears or feelings of inadequacy.
So here I am, willing to be vulnerable on more issues than beauty. Willing to open my life in the hopes that the Lord would use this to touch someone's life for the cause of His kingdom.
'My Reply' will allow God to use my story in a broader context than areas of beauty. I'm excited and kind of terrified, but PUMPED that you're here with me in this mess.
Thanks for reading. You're AWESOME.