Starting Over; Real Words

When I opened my blogspot account forever ago, I didn't know what blogging was and I didn't think that I would ever write anything worthy of merit-I can't write!

At least the lie that I believe of myself is that I'm never or will ever be good enough.

The words, they never come out right.
The aren't ever carved out perfectly.
They aren't good enough.
So I don't publish them.

But to whom do I write? Who is my audience?

I'm switching gears and bearing my heart wide open. And I'm scared. And I don't want to.

But I keep hearing this urging to write my story. To lay down the ugly. To show the struggle in my heart. To give thanks. To worship.

And my audience is One.

And I offer this space to my God. And I ask you Lord for your words. For your healing. For your glory to shine through.

Because in all this mess-my life-you are weaving and working and making me whole.

Wholly yours.