You may not be called to share your story publicly. Not many of us are. Phew! Did you exhale in relief? You’re not off the hook yet.
I do believe that all of us are called to connect authentically with others. We have been created with community in mind, and true community, true communion, happens within the risk of vulnerability.
Maybe the first time you share a hidden part of yourself, something that’s led you to the path you’re on today, it will be clunky and awkward. That’s OK.
Maybe you’ll use up an entire box of tissues or the sleeve of your shirt, as you emit unattractive sobbing noises from a momentarily unattractive and tear-stained blotchy face. That’s OK, gross but OK.
Maybe you’ll get halfway through and feel you can’t continue. That’s OK too.
The point is this: Don’t let sentiments, like the one depicted above, fill you with confusion or fear.
For some people, the recognition of inner healing may come with the cessation of tears. If so, yay you! I’m 100 percent for healing and wholeness. Just know that like our stories are unique, so is our path to healing and the way in which it manifests.
Ask God if it’s the right time to share, and if you get the green light, take a long deep breath and be brave. Be bold. Be vulnerable. Connect.
Then … stand in awe as you observe what God can do with a story, your story, submitted to be used for hope!
Bek Curtis is an Australia-based blogger.
