Here's to 2015

The truth is that I’ve been afraid. I’ve been afraid to share. I’ve been afraid to go into the painful and hard places with my writing. 

It just seems like every time I get to approach all of the real and raw topics I’ve been praying about, an invisible chord strikes inside of me. All I want to do is withdraw. I want to sit on my couch and keep my thoughts, my outrages and my peace inside of my journal. Some ideas aren’t ready yet, but some…There are some thoughts that I’ve been too afraid to share but I know are ready.


So here is my laying down (again). I know that I carry the presence of an enormous incomprehensible God. He empowers. He equips. He restores. He finds me in my mess and my procrastination. He lets me let it all out with him. I’m laying down my fear of failure, my fear of the more beautiful and extravagant plans that the Lord has for me, my fear of the unknown. 

I’m showing up now.

Here’s to 2015.

Such is the confidence that I have through Christ toward God. Not that I am sufficient in myself to claim anything as coming from me, but my sufficiency is from God who has made me sufficient to be a minister of a new covenant, not of the letter but of the Spirit. For the letter kills, but the Spirit gives life.
— 2 Corinthians 3:4-7