The guest speaker this weekend encouraged us to use the one tool that we all have available to us: our story.
He shared how hearing another pastor’s life story at a tumultuous time of his life gave him the much needed gift of hope that he was so desperate for. One person took the time to sit with him, listen without judgment and share his own personal story too. Not to ‘one up’ the young man, nor to belittle his story. But to encourage him by testifying of how God is moving in his life. That moment made the world of different for this young man and altered the course of his life in a positive way.
He encouraged those of us in the congregation to share our stories. To tell others about what God has done in our lives and pass on the gift of hope. Everyone has a story that will change a person’s heart.
As I listened, I began asking God to show me how to use my story. I tend to think that there isn’t much, but that’s not true. In fact, while driving home the other day, God brought something to mind that I know I need to share with someone. And this was before I heard the sermon this weekend. This blog is my platform to tell about God and His amazing love for me. And His amazing love for you.
Lord, guide my words and my heart as I tell my story. It’s not for fame or glitz. You have given me experiences specific to me, to mold me. So that I can be used to fulfill the unique purpose that you have designed for me to do. For Your glory.
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I’m linking up with with the #GiveMeGrace community over at Lisha’s.