I just celebrated my birthday this week.
Is it just me or does anyone else get extra feely around their birthday? Every year, it happens. I usually have a post around my birthday. Remember this one?
This post isn't going to be polished. It isn't maybe even going to clever, but it is something that has been brewing in me for all of the month of November.
I shared my story this month at an event. It was my first speaking engagement since bringing Eden home.
I talked with many of the men and women afterwards and throughout the years of sharing my story about a hard diagnosis, I have found one thing to be very true.
We all have a sob story.
You know the story line in your life that breaks your heart? The line that screams your life is unfair and everyone else has the upper hand or that somehow your story feels less than.
We all have a sob story we could tell, but I want a God story.
I want a story that when it is told it is beyond little me.
I want a story that shows even in the midst of heartbreak, death, and brokenness, God stepped in.
I want a story that shows even in disappointment, He can change the script.
I write these words and they seem so easy, but in truthfulness? I could have missed my own God story.
Sometimes I wanted nothing to do with the story He was writing for me and everything about the kingdom I was building for myself. Sometimes I wanted to fit in more than stand out. Sometimes I wanted to chase after the American dream and what others my age were doing and experiencing instead of experiencing the God story He wrote for me.
I don't know what you are going through tonight, but I guarantee if we sat together, we could share some tears about some hard things. We could share some sob stories, but what if we gave them to Him?
Can we trust Him to turn them into God stories?
It doesn't mean the circumstances still won't break our hearts, but we will live knowing it touched His heart so deeply, that He took it and rewrote the story for our good.
Curious to know, what is your God story?
Here is a glimpse at mine: