There’s something to be said about being a part of something bigger than yourself. Bigger than your world. Bigger than your reality.
That’s what this weekend was about for me.
A few weeks ago I received a call from Mercy Ministries asking me if I would share my testimony at an event at Seeds of Greatness in Delaware. There was a lot to consider in making the decision. It involved a lot of discussion with my support system and prayer with my God. But in the end, I excitedly agreed to share my story of healing and transformation.
I’ve always loved public speaking, but this was different. To reveal your deepest secrets and stand vulnerable before strangers is not the same as giving a speech. Usually, a speech entails some sort of message. There’s an agenda. A purpose. A mission to accomplish.
So I guess in that way, a testimony is a speech. There’s a message of hope. An agenda of healing. A purpose of transforming. A mission of saving and redeeming.
But when I give my testimony, it really isn’t mine. It’s God’s. My life was, is, and will always be about the greatness of my God. It is through my story that He is glorified. His strength is magnified in my weakness. His victory is displayed through my failure. His peace is highlighted in my turmoil. His blessings are abundant in my crises.
Anyone can see God in a rainbow, promotion, birth, graduation, or flower. We love to get on Facebook and tell the world how God blessed us this week. And that is awesome. It really is. But I often find that this can bring on more jealousy than hope.
But when we stand vulnerable before both our friends and enemies. When we make ourselves available to God and He shows up in the midst of our disasters…now THAT’S inspiring. There’s something about the brutal reality of such a lifestyle that DRAWS people. Even when they don’t want to be drawn.
There’s no limit to what God can do through us. Honestly, I was way more excited than nervous about sharing my life story with a few hundred strangers in a distant state. I have witnessed what God is capable of doing in the life of a broken human being. To be called upon to be a tool in the process is an incredible honor. Sacrifices were made in the process, but I have never regretted walking in obedience. And I’ve gotta say…there’s nothing like standing on a stage next to Nancy Alcorn, opening your heart to the world and your soul to the Holy Spirit, and watching what happens in a room bursting with passion.
In my testimony I talk about all of the labels I received throughout the years. How I used to define myself by the labels that teachers, mentors, and doctors all gave me. But how Mercy showed me the truth. I am not defined by any earthly labels. I am a child of God. A daughter of the King.
But, there IS one (and only one) label that I will cling to every day that I walk the face of this planet: