I seem to be writing about gifts quite a lot lately. Two weeks ago, I wrote part of my story: A Gift of Words. I wavered on whether to hit “publish” or not. Some posts are more personal than others.
When we share our story, we give a part of ourselves away.
It’s risky. And scary.
But it’s also freeing.
To write is to share your life and connect with other souls, who may or may not have experienced something similar, yet our lives are richer for the partaking of one another’s story.
God came to earth, wrapped in flesh, to partake in our story, and to invite us to partake in His.
God gave Himself. And He gave us the gift of time.
What will we do with the time He has given us?
What do we want to give while we are still here?
Some give their lives away by serving with hands or painting with brushes or writing with words.
Do you have a story you long to share?
Do you worry about how your story might be received?
Pray. Then share. Give. Then smile.
There is nothing greater we could give, than our lives.
“Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.”
~ John 15:13
Have you shared your story lately?
Here are parts of mine:
Today, I’m joining Lisa-Jo, taking 5 minutes to write about “gift.”
Looking up this verse: 2 minutes
Writing this post: 5 minutes
Uploading photo and links: 6 minutes
Spending Fridays with you: Priceless