Many years ago, people called me the “eating disorder speaker for young girls.”
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While I didn’t mind it at first, I let it weigh me down.
I didn’t want to be marked by an illness, even if it was long buried.
Last night, at Methodist Girls’ School, I spoke on “My Dwelling Place,” how we all have that free grace to enter in, when we leave shame behind.
While there were only a few male youth present, throughout the entire message, I could hear responses from the men. Fiery ones. At the altar call, it surprised me- that half of them were men.
I learnt one thing- that for a season of life, the pain that you suffer might be to help a specific community of people, the kind of people who’re like you.
But as time passes, God digs deeper and the things that hurt you before will reveal themselves as universal issues.
Issues of shame. Of generational sin. Of trauma. Of hurt.
Everyone relates to that.
For all the pain and shame you’ve suffered, know this- that there is a purpose for them in your life greater than you imagine.
You might be boxed in at first. You might feel they only relate to “people like you.” But no one can box God’s message in.
Someday, 10, even 20 years down the line, when you share your story, people from completely different walks of life will come to you and say, “That hit the nail on the head for me.”
If you struggle with addiction, mental illness, something-know this, even this too shall pass. And someday, when you share your story, it’ll be a blessing to people you never thought it could be to.
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