I am glad to be on this journey with you and to share these words with you. My heart behind this blog is truly just to shine light and beauty on the hard places in our lives – a mix of deep connection and casual conversations.
I don’t know what you are going through or where this blog is finding itself in your life, but I do know what it is like to walk through wilderness moments and seasons that stretch out long and barren, wondering if it will ever change. I know what it is like to walk through the deepest pain and to just feel like everything is broken and not as it should be. More than anything, I want these words to be an encouragement to you wherever you are and whatever you are currently walking through. I am an imperfect person trying to lighten the burdens of others along the way with lessons that I have learned in my own life.
I am not an expert in overcoming the hard moments of life and of walking through pain. But I have lived my own journey thus far and I am thankful for the beauty that God is writing into my life and the eyes that He has given me to see it even in the thickness of darkness.
This blog is for you to dive in deep to growing spiritually and soulfully, and living your beautiful life no matter what, to hopefully bring some light and life to some of those dark and dry places that are in your soul.
I am praying for you as you read these words and that God will speak deeply to your heart wherever you are at. Know that you are not alone in this journey.
God has been putting this strong desire in my heart to minister to those who have been beaten up by life and circumstances beyond them and to show them that He is truly present with us even in the thick of it and especially when we feel Him the farthest.
This stems from the different seasons in my own life where God breaks my heart wide open. My life from a very early age was shaped by pain and losses – poverty, family crisis, death, betrayal and more losses than a young woman could imagine and while my past doesn’t define me, it has helped shape the person I’ve grown up to become.
My personal relationship with God has been shaken many times over – my Mama’s passing away on February 14th, completely unexpected, just three years after I got born again, I was nineteen then. Then comes the betrayal by some people who were suppose to be my brethren, then a little after that, brutal accusations by people who were suppose to be my “sistren and brethren”. And then, the many things in between.
It wasn’t until in 2011 that my relationship with God received the greatest blow. My father had been the single most important person in my life. God took me through the dredges of the deepest grief, for the one person that is the only reason why I try harder to survive. I lost Papa, just like that.
Can I say that God broke me and somehow gave me the courage to sit in that brokenness and meet Him in the darkness. He ministered to my heart by showing me just how present He is in the darkness even when I doubted His goodness. Even when I doubted that He has plans to prosper me and not to harm me.
So this is my heart and why I believe that the most beautiful lives are the ones that are willing to become broken, willing to lay all the pieces of themselves before their Savior, trusting that He can redeem every single one of those broken moments. He will redeem the jagged fragments and put them back together into a tapestry, a decoupage, a collage where He weaves His story—not like how they were before, but into something new and even more glorious to behold.
On the solid anvil, the metal remains allowing the toolmaker to remove the scars, repair the cracks, refill the voids, and purge the impurities. And with time, a change occurs: what was dull becomes sharpened, what was crooked becomes straight, what was weak becomes strong, and what was useless becomes valuable. (Max Lucado)
I really believe that there is beauty in every broken thing. We can be broken yet still be beautiful because God becomes the strongest when we are at our weakest.
And if we are open to the brokenness that comes, we grow deeper, our roots more steady until we are ultimately anchored in the love of God, the friendship of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the companionship of the Holy Spirit.
If you find yourself in a place where friends are leaving, lovers are abandoning and people are dying, when you lose your job, when there is sickness, or any form of lack, leaving you feeling rejected and abandoned you begin to wonder if God is really present – I write to you. This space is for you.
If you have wounds that seem to not go away, pain that doesn’t stop and scars that do not heal – I write to you. This space is for you.
I am writing to the despirited, the brokenhearted, the angry, the guilty, the shameful, the wandering, the fearful, the scarred, the wounded, the misinformed, the uninformed.
It is in those moments when we think we are at our wit’s end – tossed to and fro upon the waves, torn apart completely, or the hammer slams and pounds, the air fills with smoke, melted down, formless, undone, doubting Him yet still looking to Him as Lord – that beauty is being made. When we allow God to break us so that He can build us back up again—that is a beautiful life, the anchored life.
So let us walk together further down this road and find company in each other’s encouragement and may our eyes be opened to the beauty being made along the way and to the God that uses everything—even the worst moments—for good and for His glory.
Know that beautiful things happen when God says it’s time. Let’s keep anchored in Him.