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I want you all to know about the miraculous signs and wonders the
Most High God has performed for me.
- Daniel 4:2
I wrung my hands and looked out my windshield. My chest started hurting, and I struggled to get the words out—how could I tell him I needed to go to therapy?
“I just feel like I need to go. For me. For my future family. But I’m afraid you’ll look at me differently.”
I took a deep breath waiting for my boyfriend (who was sitting in the passenger seat) to respond.
I expected him to get out of the car. To decide that being with me was too hard. To discover that I was too broken to love and care for.
Instead of hearing the car door open, I felt his warm, comforting hand take mine.
“Celeste, I’m here for you. I don’t see you any differently. And I’m going to be here for you, no matter what.”
I looked into his eyes and squeezed his hand.
“I was expecting you to run.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” he replied.
Before this moment, I thought I had gotten comfortable with sharing my story—sharing with others how God brought me back to Him. However, I realized that I was still afraid, afraid of sharing my entire story—a story of chronic self-esteem issues, distorted, negative body image, atheism, anxiety, distrust, fear, grief, and hopelessness. I didn’t want people to see me differently, and if I told them the whole truth, they would definitely see me differently.
However, I’ve discovered that that’s not true.
That night in the car, I was vulnerable with my boyfriend. I shared my story—my entire story—and how I needed to get help. Instead of turning away from me, my boyfriend pulled me closer, and our relationship grew because of it.
I’m still scared to share my entire story (my hands are shaking while I type this). But I realized that for me to live in freedom, to embrace my identity in Christ, and to purely love the people in my life, I have to share my story—my whole story (the good, the bad, and unfortunately, the ugly).
Truthfully, I’m a mess. I struggle daily to see myself as God sees me, to trust Him and the people in my life, and to surrender my issues to God.
I can’t hide from it anymore.
This is my story, dear friend—nothing hidden, nothing held back. And with God’s help, I pray I can continue to have the courage to share my story with others and show them how God is working through my brokenness.
And just as God is working through my story, He is working through your story. Don’t be afraid to share with others the messy, broken parts of your life—you never know how God could use it for His glory.
Being vulnerable is scary (Oh, how I am learning this lesson daily!). But being vulnerable gives you freedom—freedom to live, to trust, and to love.
Let’s learn to live in freedom today! Let’s begin to share our beautifully broken stories.
1. What parts of your story are you scared to share with others?
2. How can you see God working in these broken areas of your life?
3. Has there ever been a time when someone’s been vulnerable with you, and it’s helped you grow? How could you do the same for someone today?
Abba Father, I never like to admit I’m weak, I’m struggling, I’m broken. But Abba, I’ve realized that real change can only happen when I allow others to see who I truly am—someone so unworthy of Your love, but who, by Your grace, is loved so unconditionally. Help me to see my story (every part of it) as You do. I want to have the courage to share my story so that I can bring glory to You. Help me to be vulnerable. Help me to be honest. Help me to be courageous. I love You, Abba. Thank You for writing my story. Amen.
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