There have been times where coming out from behind the shadows felt like wearing bricks around my ankles and jumping into the ocean. I wore the spoken labels of mis-truths around my neck like dog tags. They seemed to declare I was unworthy and incapable.
I wonder if you’ve ever felt that too? Where survival means living behind walls of shame, afraid to be authentic and genuine.
I found a hero in the pages of the canon who has been there too. He found freedom and it started with a whisper.
Come join me over at Remade Ministries, we’re talking about shame and the relief of Love’s freeing glance. The table would be empty without you.