Friday, July 6, 2012


Today I am thinking about freedom and space to breathe.

I see the word story posted on Five Minute Friday's link-up with Lisa-Jo, and I realize how again and again this word keeps popping back up in all different places.
Story and writing. What I know is a necessity. How God has called me before to write about story and the ways He does still, nudges me out of my comfort zone, to write about those places He has shown me grace.

I scribble nonstop on the plane, coming to Ohio for a few days. Finally, finally, there's space to write about freedom, what I've been wanting to write about for so long now. Nevermind anything else going on, the words are there, they need to come out.

I know there are still things I'm afraid to put into words on the page. But a lived story, written down, even slowly, can spell out the graces received. The faithfulness and mercy of God. Love poured out.
"Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good. His love endures forever." -Psalm 118


  1. "But a lived story, written down, even slowly, can spell out the graces received." The spelling out the graces is a profound thought as I contemplate my story. In times of brokenness, I don't readily see the graces except when I write. It is amazing how He helps me see what I cannot bear to see as I write it out.
    I resonate with your passion for writing, learning and coming alongside.
    Thank you for sharing your story.

    1. Thanks so much for your comment. I understand what you mean. Keep writing to see those graces even when it's hard. God bless!