I'm on a notecard kick of late. I love to write, and sometimes words and thoughts turn in my head for days, weeks...months. Usually I just toss those words into my journal and let them live out their truth in the quiet. However of late, I've taken to scratching out bits of truth onto the matte backs of this packet of shiny photo paper I got free with something. Classy, eh?
This question has haunted my thoughts for weeks now. Rebekah Lyons cited Parker Palmer's book Let Your Life Speak when she asked this question to a whole nation of women at IF: Gathering last month. The theme running through my head for months now is this:
LET YOUR LIFE SPEAK.
You have permission to ignore the lies. You have permission to explore, to become yourself. But that becoming lies on the other side of the-impossible-to-jump-grand-canyon of your own expectations of who you think you ought to be. There's a bridge to becoming yourself. It's called GRACE. It's called letting go. Be kind to your battered heart. You only have as much grace to give others as you've allowed your own heart to receive. The real you…the FULLY ALIVE you is found in taking the risk, releasing your own expectations of yourself, and stepping in faith onto the bridge of grace.
A life of grace doesn't just speak.
LET YOUR LIFE SING.