Voice

Sharing my voice feels like the slow click-clacking of the rollercoaster car as it climbs to the top of the highest drop. I feel anxious and know that the rush of clarity and the thrill of the fall will be coming shortly, but right now it feels like I would rather just stop the ride and get off.

My voice is one that has been silenced for far too long. I felt unqualified, that I lacked life experiences in order to share wisdom. In a season of great difficulty, God has allowed me to gain both. I am now officially qualified, and will continue to excel in the academic realm that he has given me influence over, and I have had horrific life experiences that have given me a testimony that can no longer be silenced by others.

There is a great quote that says "An untold story never heals." In this I have learned that when I am open to vulnerability, God gives me the strength and courage to keep going. Yes, it is wrong what I have been through, evil exists in the world because men and women do not stand up and speak the truth, but stay silent in the face of liars. I refuse to remain silent.

So yes, sharing my voice is scary but there is no way to get off the ride now. I know the thrill of using my voice to break down prison walls, set captives free, and bringing healing to those who are brokenhearted, and so I will not stop now. I will not remain silent when there is injustice in the world, and I will keep speaking the truth in the face of lies.