When I was little I had a pretty pink diary. The best part about it - it came with a priceless accessory; a lock and key!
I'm sure I didn't write anything profound. I doodled a lot. My thoughts wandered as I scribbled dreams on tiny lined paper. Things like so and so was nice to me today, that boy smiled at me, and so forth. I still felt the need to keep my words all locked up. For no one to see. But me.
But now I am all grown up. I have a blog. Without a key. You all have seen inside my soul. You have read my words and the key has been thrown away.
Opening up and being vulnerable takes courage. I am by no means courageous. I shrivel at the thought of change and vulnerability.
I'm learning to let that go. If I constantly shy away from the world and what the Lord is speaking to me about through His Word, what good is that?
If I can help just one other person learn to respect their husband a little more, it is worth it.
If through my words, (HIS WORDS), from the heart, shine Christ in this dark world, it is worth it.
If a tired mommy gains just a little bit of strength and encouragement when she feels like she can't go on much more, it is worth it.
What have you been hiding under lock and key for all these years? Is the Lord asking you to be vulnerable? To be raw and open before your sisters in the Lord? What is the cost? What is the reward? Is it worth it?
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows.
2 Corinthians 1:3-5