This may be the hardest post, yet, because I feel forced to share from a more vulnerable spot. Since starting this blog, there have been a wide array of responses: 1. “Thanks for being real and vulnerable.” 2. “I’m proud of you.” 3. “Should you say so much or share so much?” 4. “There’s too much fluff.” And on and on the comments go……If I were putting myself out there for notoriety, truly nothing innately good would come to fruition. Yes, God can take impure motives and still use these places as a catapult for something greater. Here’s the truth: I write and share because I feel His pleasure by showing up, by being real, and by exposing my heart.
As fall has arrived and as acorns are falling to the ground, I have often thought about the life of the little acorn. I’ve wrestled with the vastness of the presence they become. Isn’t it fascinating that something so small becomes something so large? Something seemingly insignificant becomes a defining force in our little neighborhood….