When I finally…I mean REALLY realized that the purpose of my living is to bring honor to God – to allow Him to prepare me for eterninty – that’s when it ALL started to make perfect sense.

2 Corinithians 3:18 NASB But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as from the Lord, the Spirit.

Over the last several months there has been a strong tug for me to share my story. I really didn’t know exactly what I was supposed to share. How far I am to go. How real will I get. Afterall, some of you that may be reading this – are complete stangers to me. And some of you – well, you may know me and want to be nosy. These two thoughts have kept my fingers from the keyboard. My fear of someone thinking that I’m playing victim or victor. My shame – even though it’s all covered by Jesus – still raises it’s ugly head and pushes the days through with no action.

A few weeks ago, I opened a journal that I had written in 2014, it still had several blank pages. I was in church and had grabbed something to write notes from the sermon…and this was the notebook. (when you move, several things get unearthed) The ribbon held the place, so I opened right there. This is the paragraph I read. “You are someone else’s miracle, of that I’m sure.” It was another prompting for me. That has been exactly 2 weeks, 2 days, and 8 hours ago.

It is so hard not to share with other what God has done for me. How He has been faithful to me all my days. His faithfulness is more than my mind can hold. His mercy brings me to my knees. His Grace wraps me with Peace. He has done all these things for me and I know He loves you just the same.