I’m taking a pause to share my heart. It’s okay if you scroll past (wont hurt my feelings). This is for those who don’t know me well. It’s risky to be vulnerable.
I am not an “out-front” person. I shy away from attention. My comfy spot is quietly taking up the back corner in a room. So how is it that I can chat it up at my church on Host Team and write about my experiences through social media?
I look for a common denominator. Been a long time since math, but Webster says, “A feature shared by all.”
I love connecting and am drawn to community. If we are honest, we all need people in our lives who get us. People who are honest enough to pull away the mask of perfection. We need each other!
I share my broken-down faults not to bring attention to me and my struggles but to encourage and draw us together. Most of you following my Plant Journey/binge eating (on FB & IG) probably don’t struggle in this area. Yet I could almost guarantee we all share something very difficult. A battle so overwhelming it grips us in heartache as we grope at an uphill climb.
Our broken lives?
Helps us get to Jesus, who ultimately meets our deepest needs.
We all have a story.
We all need someone to say, “Come on, I’ll listen. I’ll share my un-perfectedness. My uglies. We will find our way together.”
It’s not really about plant eating experiments, but opening the pages of my story to invite you in to share yours.
Serving up coffee with some nut milk. Join me? I’d be delighted!
Let’s be brave together.