Dear Kindred Survivors,
I’m not going to lie. This post, today, is hard. I’m feeling a shift of sorts in sacred-sharing. I don’t have words for you today. I just don’t. And that, my sweet friends, is super unsettling for me. It’s not that I’ve run out of experiences to share. There are so many more. I’m thinking, rather, that God is stirring something more, and maybe a bit differently.
No, Truest Voice is not going away. I’ve been on the receiving end of God’s stripping of responsibilities before. And I would obey right away if He said, “Enough.” And this isn’t over-spiritualizing, just simply stated.
So, I’m waiting on my next post. Will you please pray with me as I seek God’s perfect will in this? And if you feel He’s somehow spoken to you with regards to this blog, will you please share it with me? Even though I’ve shared my story with you, this blog was never meant to be all about me, but about all of us who have a sacred we need to voice. So I’m asking you to join with me in seeking His direction for Truest Voice. Will you?
Grateful for each one of you,