FINDING MY VOICE
I had a dream the other day. It woke me up from my slumber & I felt a strange terror upon my heart. In it I was sitting in a group of wannabe authors and I couldn’t speak. It was not a physical affliction but rather an emotional one. A fear that spoke to my insecurities; & it terrified me. I was captured in the crippling thought that if I expressed my truth that maybe I would not be loved. If I voice my experiences then I might be rejected. What if I allow people to see deep into my soul & they shut the door of relationship on me? Would I be able to handle it? Would I have the inner strength to move on without their approval?
And yet.. . . I knew that this was the moment that I needed to cross the line; that terrifying line that separated me from my authentic self and an illusion that I portrayed. Now, I have crossed the line. Let the rejections or approvals of my expressions, fall where they may. I will be AUTHENTIC. I have found my VOICE.
There is a BULLY on the playground!
He is MEAN! He is RUDE! He is a LIAR!
“Mommy. What should I do? I don’t really like him ☹️
BUT he has promised to give ME everything that I WANT ”
“My child. You KNOW WHAT TO DO!
Haven’t I always told you that “BAD COMPANY CORRUPTS GOOD CHARACTER!”
Be BRAVE! There will be other times for getting what you want.”
AUTHENTIC. LORD GIVE ME AUTHENTIC FAITH. Faith in action. Faith that may cost me. Faith that cries out for justice. Faith that is willing to gaze into the faces of the downtrodden; that can feel the pain forever in the broken; that embraces with joy the sorrows & the beauty in life. Give me FAITH that loves deeply, engaging FAITH, ever growing in understanding. AUTHENTIC! FAITH!
REMEMBER who we are!
We are NOT the destroyers of men
We ARE the lost!
We are the followers of the God/Man
To those who profess