When love surprises our shame — Have you ever been so gently loved that you didn’t realize it was healing you?On Sunday I stood in front of a faith community whose walked with me the past seven months and told them how much they’ve meant to me. Thing is — I didn’t
You brought me much joy. Will be thinking of you and praying the best possible outcome for you. I feel I speak for all of us when I say you were God Send. A true gift shared at exactly the perfect moment.
My shame walks in front of me clearing every hope, dream, opportunity from my path. It knows that if I step out in front of it, all I’ll do is embarrass myself. It is getting tired of protecting me, but it knows that if it holds on for just a little while longer I’ll give up, or give out — then it can rest. My only solution: allow myself to be vulnerable; be willing to face the real or imagined scorn of the world — a difficult act of self-love.
You brought me much joy. Will be thinking of you and praying the best possible outcome for you. I feel I speak for all of us when I say you were God Send. A true gift shared at exactly the perfect moment.
It's been an absolute honor. Goes both ways. Thank you so much for your kindness!
So thankful for the work and love that you and the Church have been able to do together. Are they seeing what their way forward is?
They’re doing great work. Another 6 weeks to go and I trust they’ll keep getting clarity.
My shame walks in front of me clearing every hope, dream, opportunity from my path. It knows that if I step out in front of it, all I’ll do is embarrass myself. It is getting tired of protecting me, but it knows that if it holds on for just a little while longer I’ll give up, or give out — then it can rest. My only solution: allow myself to be vulnerable; be willing to face the real or imagined scorn of the world — a difficult act of self-love.
Yesssss. So. Good.