I did a speaking event recently and shared about our marriage story— I still cry when I tell it.
I used to cry in the very saddest parts where I felt really alone, especially when the nights came. But now I cry when I talk about how God loved me through the storm— he changes my pain even today , always binding up my wounds.
The really funny part of the talk was when the mic made a big boom and it scared me, and very clearly, I yelled “shi*”. I didn’t say the T, but might as well have.
Is there anything more humbling than trying to be a sweet Christian lady and talk about the Lord but then you just expose your self as a commoner with a sailor mouth who needs Jesus as much as everyone listening?
Still makes me chuckle. The ladies did laugh, praise the Lord. I have one more talk tonight and I am practicing the words “good heavens” or “whoopsie doodilie” at every turn. Lord work a miracle😂