This space has sat quiet. It is not that I have been without words, it has been more of what words do I share. I have felt for quite a while that I was to write out the tesitmony and the story of what God has done and is doing in my life.
This blog was once about my children and our families happening, but in a day where we over share our childrens joys, pain and struggles I find myself protecting my children. I don't want to share their stuff. They have the right to a private life. That is not saying I won't share an adorable picture, because let me be honest, I have the cutest, kindest, most beautiful children, and I am incredible proud of them. But, just as my heavenly Father is a protection and a refuge for me to run to, I want my children to experience them same from me. So, long story short, I will not be wrting about them. This space is not meant for that.
What I want, and what has been placed on my heart is to share my story. The one that is still being written. I desire for others to hear and know that God redeems all things. That He restores the brokeness. That He is the mender of broken dreams. I want to shout it out that God has saved me, He picked me out of the mud and set me on solid ground. I have done nothing, but confess my need and utter dependence on Him. This is not even about me, but about My Lord and Savior Jesus Christ who loved me enough to die for me and cover me with His righteousness. I owe Him everything...
Psalm 34: 1-3 I will extoll the Lord at all times; his praise will always be on my lips. My soul will boast in the Lord; let the afflicted hear and rejoice. Glorify the Lord with me; let us exalt his name forever.
