“I want to write a book someday, but I don’t have a story like yours.”
I get this a lot. Like, weekly.
I want to encourage you all with something…Just because you may never have had an affair, or you’re not widowed, or you’ve never had an abortion, or have never been cheated on, or whatever other “ohmyheart I can’t believe that happened to them” moment… does not mean you don’t have a story to tell or worth sharing.
It’s not all about doom and gloom. A good read doesn’t have to be all shock and awe.
It’s about hope and freedom. And I believe that’s a story we can all tell of.
I remember early in our marriage Brent said to me, in response to my life, “I wish I had a testimony”. Well, not “having a testimony” (in terms of stories like mine) is a testimony.
We all have something to offer that is valuable enough to pour into others.
Honestly, outside of the Bible, the best books I’ve ever read are of the lives of the people around me. Some traumatic, some comical, some sad, some mysterious, and all of them worth reading and learning from.
You have something to offer. Should your offering be in book form? I don’t know. Is your offering laced with hope and encouragement and worthy to be shared in some capacity? Most likely, yes.
We all have something to learn from one another. I don’t care who you are. You don’t have to be popular to have a voice. You just need a voice. And you already have that. And you’re free to use it without permission. So, use it. In whatever capacity you’re capable of.
We need each other. All our highs and lows, our beautiful and our uglies, our brave and scary, our brilliant and not-so-brilliant moments. It’s what makes us human and keeps us on the same playing field.
You, and whatever your story looks like, are important. Never believe anything less.