we all have a story to tell. For some, our story may be one of much joy and sweet memories; and yet, for others, their’s may be a story lined with sorrow and grief.
Whatever our story may be, it’s our story, and it’s one that we shouldn’t be ashamed to tell.
i think that sometimes we can look at our lives, and feel that because of what’s happended to us, we have nothing to give.
and yet, quite the opposite is true.
sharing our story can actually bring healing and encouragement to someone else who may be going through a similiar thing, allowing them to see that they’re not alone.
and it allows us to look back and see all that God has done.
But often times, I think its the way we view our story that keeps us from really sharing.
for myself, I used to look at the trials in my life as awful circumstances that brought me down.
I would see the pain and the heartache and sometimes wonder if God would come through.
To to be honest, there have been times in my life when I’ve actually been angry and hurt that God would allow yet another tragedy to occur.
when the bottom fell out of my world three years ago, I thought I’d suffocate from the pain.
And the hardest part, I think, was not just dealing with my pain, but it was trying to comfort my younger kids through their’s.
i mean, how do you begin to walk them through the hurt, when you yourself don’t understand what’s going on?
It’s been three years now since this trial began, and though it’s far from over, I can now look back and see God’s loving hand.
i can see where he brought friends into our lives to help ease the pain, and to carry us when we couldn’t carry ourselves.
and as I look back, I am amazed at the strong bond God has formed between my husband and I with our younger kids.
He’s changed my heart in so many ways, and has made me into someone who I wasn’t before.
There have been many times when I’ve hesitated to share my story, for fear that someone will judge me or grow tired of listening yet again.
but you know, it’s those times when I’ve almost not shared that I’ve had people tell me that my story blessed them and that God used it to help them in their current trial.
Hearing those words of encouragement have helped me to see my story in a different light.
Rather than focusing on all of the pain and the hard, I can now look at this season as a time of growth and change.
and as other struggles have come my way, rather than wondering why God is allowing more pain, I am now able to ask God to show me what he wants me to learn.
While this isn’t the story that I’ve would’ve chosen, I am grateful for all that I’ve learned and continue to learn along the way.
And though I still don’t understand why I’ve had to know so much pain, I do know that God is faithful and that I can trust him to work all things together for good, just as he always does.