I’m in a little mini season of reflection. I’ve written my testimony and have been reading it over and over and over again. I even recorded it and listen to it when I’m driving. I know there is this thing called being overly prepared but it helps me to just keep doing it. I still get chocked up at the same parts, and that’s ok.
It’s my story.
It’s where I’ve been, how I got there, how I got out and where I’m heading.
I’ve settled into a new normal. I can see changes in how I interact with my ex husband or with my kids.
I had dinner with my oldest son on Sunday night. It’s our thing, we go (out just the two of us) and have dinner together and catch up. I gave him an example of how I interacted differently now and he commented that he sees it too and give me an example of what he noticed.
This new normal….it’s Where Truth Meets Grace.
The Grace that God has been extended to me. The gift of Grace that I extend to myself. The Grace that is extended to others.
Right after I wrote my testimony, I had some doubt and fear roaming around unattended in my head. But then I was reminded, what I wrote was truth and light.
My light is not for me but rather to glorify God and shine light on someone else’s darkness. That’s why we share our story. To give hope to others. It’s just that simple. Darkness thrives on the fear of the unknown, feelings and fear of speaking authenticity. When you stand on the truth, you find grace.
The corner of Truth and Grace…..my new benchmark.
My journey to serenity continues…