When you share from the depths of your heart, and put it out there for the whole world to hear, you are bound to get some feedback. Between our church website, and the YouTube audio video that was created, the sharing of my story that I did at my church back on July 5th has been listened to 424 times. Pretty surprising considering it’s about an hour and a half long (smile).
Some of the feedback that I’ve gotten has been really amazing. It seems that listening to my story has helped some people in profound ways. God uses our stories. There are some, however, who have felt the need to tell me how wrong I am in my beliefs. I find that surprising since none of these people have asked me why or how I’ve come to what I believe…or even what I actually believe. They feel they are right and I am wrong.
I was having some trouble reconciling this in my spirit. It’s like my brain knew all the right things to tell myself, but once my heart was bruised by people’s opinions of me, it was hard for my heart to get the message. Through the amazing support of some moms in a private FB group, and a telephone conversation I had with John Pavlovitz last week, I’ve been able to pull myself out of the funk. John referred me to a post he did on the topic of defending your faith and it was helpful to me so I thought I’d share it here because it’s something that a lot of us go through on this journey:
Again…my head knows what I should do, but my broken heart isn’t always on the same page. Part of this journey has been feeling the need to defend my beliefs. Really there is just one authority that I need to be concerned with when it comes to my beliefs…and that is God. He is the only one that has been intimately involved in this journey with me. Not even my husband Mike knows the depths of prayer and searching I did with God as I do not know the depths of his journey with God. When I share with people, I tell them I don’t expect them to believe the same way I do. I get it. They haven’t experienced it personally. I just wish that some would extend me the same grace.
Love matters…but how we love matters even more.