So....recently I've received quite a few of encouraging comments about my blog (even a few lengthy emails)...but I've also have heard some less than complimentary ones. Nothing to harsh or even degrading, just subtle suggestions or remarks. And you know what? I LOVE IT! Here's why....regardless of the comments...you are reading the blog. And regardless of my experiences or response to them...YOU are having a response as well.
I realize that honesty and transparency can be difficult for many. I realize exposing one's pain or dark places can be intimately awkward. Yet I, also, know reading and relating to those words can be life changing and/or comforting. And I know if I didn't have an outlet I might have imploded and disappeared into depression a long time ago. Writing this blog was never for fans or controversary...it has always been about honesty and healing. I know...from both my job AND life....many go through the church (and outside the church) wearing masks that hide despair and brokenness. And many times we wear these masks not to only try and trick those watching...but ourselves. If I fake it then I can make it! Truth be told I believe in the concept of this....when apply to the right season. But when life is rocked! When life hits hard and there was never a need for Plan B until now....well I'm sorry but only coming into the light aids true healing and transformation (enough of my soapbox....for now)
Divorce, disappointment, heartache are shattering. They are broken dreams that settle into the most intimate of places. And what's even more devastating when going through that type of ruin...is feeling alone. Feeling as though no one anywhere understands or is going through it. But then I guess you really get that if you've gone through it.
A funny metaphor would be when my mom and dad teased me about decorating my house for Christmas BEFORE Thanksgiving. When my mom asked why I laughed and said, "Don't know. I guess because I can. It makes me happy." Then when my dad praised all the decor and thought my tree was beautiful, and he asked, "so why all the purple and not red and green?" I just shrugged and said, "Because I like it. Because I can." lol So I guess that's how I feel about this blog, about my words, about my experiences and translating them to you. I feel...well I write this...because I can...and you CAN respond however you like...because YOU can . Isn't that amazingly freeing?
So as my house remains decorated in silver and purple for Christmas, I sigh and chuckle...it's good to be in a place where I respond, I do, because I can....and maybe hopefully a long the way my actions and words will help someone else believe they CAN too!
Cheers! Here's to puking purple because you can!
One man's caution is not another man's truth!