Author | Speaker | Teacher
My truth, raw and unfiltered. It pours out like water. My truth may not be what others want to know. My truth may be taken and examined under a microscope. I pray it does. I pray for inner reflection, to find the commonality, to see the possibilities. I want my truth to mean something to someone, anyone, even just one. It needs to mean something – or else it is not worth speaking. To tell my truth means telling God’s truth.
Now I am writing my truth, in a book. I take it a day at a time, and break when it gets too painful. I honor the hurt and the healing. I focus on the mistakes, the corrections, and then the changes in me – God’s changes. To write my truth means reliving all that has happened, and revel in the Glory of God and His work in me – truly, truly unfinished and perfect.
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Embracing God's Grace Daily
by Lize Bard
Developing volunteers and those who lead them
Stuff That Needs To Be Said