I’m living a new life. See, I have always wanted to be. I wanted to be a writer, from the moment I held a pen. I wanted to be a mommy, from the moment I held my first baby doll. I wanted to be a wife, from the years spent catching the moments of my parent’s secret conversations with a small glance. I wanted to be a missionary, the moment I stepped foot on African soil, the humidity and the heat knocking the breath from my lungs. I wanted to be a nurse after that first conversation with a client who worked as an RN in an infertility clinic. I wanted to be, so many things. In many ways I’ve accomplished these goals. I married the love of my life at the tender age of nineteen. I toiled through the hours and jumped through the hoops to get that shiny piece of paper saying I could care for others I realized that though not in a foreign country, speaking a strange tongue, that I am a missionary in the mission field of my life. And I am, finally, a mommy. But each of these dreams came at a different price, with a journey all their own and refining fires that have molded and made me who I am.
But there is beauty in the ashes, and there is grace in the journey. And I think that what I’ve realized the most I that the journey never ends. Each day, in each facet of our lives we are all facing the refiners fire and a winding road. Whether it’s facing yet another baby shower when your own EPT was negative, or trying to sort through the endless pile of laundry, or just trying to make it to the end of the day with your sanity still intact, each day has a story. The beauty is that in each story there is grace and joy. We may not see it now, but hindsight is 20/20 and I can guarantee that when you look back you’ll see a finer line to the story of your life emerge.
That’s the point of this little linky-loo. I want to hear your stories. I want to travel that road with you, be it joyful or sorrowful, depending on the day/week/month/year or even decade. I want to see what you’ve seen and learn what you’ve learned. What beauty has risen from the ashes of your trials? What grace have you found wrapped in the perils of your journey? Share your words, and revel in this community. There are only a few things I ask:
- After you link to your blog of the week, visit a some one else’s post and send a little love to their blog.
- Please be kind with your words, and gentle with your response. We have tender hearts and the purpose here is to lift up.
- Most of all: Enjoy! Writing is a gift and a privilege. Use your skill and hone your passion!
- Don’t forget to add the bloggy badge.
<div align="center"><a href="http://nomaybebaby.blogspot.com" title="No Maybe Baby"><img src="http://i1281.photobucket.com/albums/a502/marcynell81/ce001bff-b8c1-4416-ba9c-c7a968142dea_zps06b19600.jpg" alt="No Maybe Baby" style="border:none;" /></a></div>