i do have a story to share.
one of redemption and grace.
one where freedom replaced bondage
& redemption cleansed.
Jesus saved & the deadness of my soul
was transformed from sadness to joy
& made alive in Him.
the mess that was my life became my message
the hurts that used to define me
are behind me ~ far gone.
i was bulimic
i was lies
i was hurts, loneliness, an empty shell.
a body with no true life
i was a no-one
he told me
he made me perfect.
he was beaten & bruised
he fought death
just to call me his.
i was bulimic, but he saved me.
i was lies, but he made me truth.
i was hurts, loneliness, & an empty shell.
he replaced hurts with healing, loneliness with his faithful
friendship, and he took my empty shell & filled me with the holy
presence of God almighty.
i have a story. & i’m going to tell it.
“We use our tongues to praise our Lord and Father, but then we curse people who were created in God’s likeness. These praises and curses come from the same mouth. My brothers and sisters, this should not happen. Does a spring pour forth from the same opening both fresh and salt water? Can a fig tree, my brothers, bear olives, or a grapevine produce figs? Neither can a salt pond yield fresh water.” // James 3:9-12