I saw something this weekend that I’m not sure I can put into words.
I saw brave.
I saw courageous.
I saw women choosing to show up and say “me, too.”
I saw women craving a space to tell their stories because a bunch of us sat in front of a camera one day last fall and shared ours – and they felt invited to join the conversation because we went first. Sisters who felt so strongly about community that they were willing to drive nearly an hour to meet at the house of someone they’d never met to watch some videos and eat some chocolate and live a little life together.
We chose to be women who did life WITH one another.
Crafted with 😉
Praised God with.
I didn’t expect the stories I heard. I didn’t expect to see God showing up in such incredible ways in the lives of women I’d never met before. I didn’t expect to connect with some of these new friends so quickly or so authentically. The other thing I didn’t expect?
All of the emails, tweets & Facebook messages from women who said that my story resonated with them. Because that story I shared on Saturday’s keynote? It’s not one I ever want anyone to relate to, if I’m honest. And it breaks my heart that so many have, but it encourages me to know that God has not left a single one of us in that pit. I said in my story that God redeems everything. But I didn’t know that wasn’t the end of the story.
You see…the weekend I recorded that story? I’d written it in a book proposal that went home with several publishers. And then got sent out to a lot of other publishing houses. And I waited for months to hear the same answer.
My story of rejection was rejected. And when I realized that several thousand women would be hearing part of that story at (in)RL I was scared. I didn’t know if it was worth anything. I assumed that no one would relate to it if all of these publishers said they didn’t want it and I almost asked the team not to include it. Oh, but God…
He chose this weekend to redeem the rejection of my rejection. He showed me that all of those “no’s” were simply preparing the way for other women to say “me, too.” I knew God wanted to me tell that story – I just missed the memo on the format and timing.
To the women who blessed me with their stories and hugs this weekend? Thank you. Thank you for sharing part of your hearts, your laughter, your lives with me. And to those of you who read these words who need to be encouraged today – know this. God is not done with your story. His timing is perfect. And He has never given up on you. There are women out there who need to hear your story so they can feel brave enough to say “me, too.”
Did you attend (in)RL this weekend? I’d love to hear about it! And if you missed it but would like to watch the videos, you can purchase a DVD at DaySpring.com!