The time has come...

What a difference a year makes! This morning I logged in and decided to read my old blog posts and wow, how much my life has changed in one year. Some bad and a whole lotta good, God is redeeming my life and restoring my heart! It's been an amazing, but difficult journey.

 About 2 months ago, God began stirring my heart to write my story, but as much as I find that to be therapeutic, there's also some fear wrapped up in that. I haven't had the easiest life and most of my "issues" stem from childhood, like most of us. I'm not ashamed to tell my story, but my story is intertwined with the lives of others and that's where the fear creeps in. What will my mom do or say if/when she stumbles across my blog since most of what I went through involves her in some way? What will my family think when my "dirty laundry" is aired out in public and all of my horrible choices and mistakes are revealed? What will my friends say, old and new, who don't know me on a deeper level? So, I've been sitting on it for a while, unsure of when to begin writing; what to share, where to start, when to stop. I don't want to cause pain for others or stir up old issues that have since been resolved, but what God has been showing me is that if I am faithful to just show up where He has called me, He will take care of the rest. Sure, things may get a little rocky in some of my relationships, but I trust that God will redeem that as well, just like everything else that He's been faithful to redeem and restore in my life.

 A few weeks ago, I showed up at church to attend my Women's Skills class and we happened to get invited to join the Prophetic Life class for a night of worship and words of encouragement. Our co-facilitator was stoked at the invitation and so we skipped class and joined in on an unforgettable evening that was definitely God ordained! One by one, they asked us women from class to step up to the front of the room while everyone shared prophetic words and visions God gave them for us. When it was my turn, one of the words spoken over me was that it was time to share my story and that God would be like a lion, roaring from behind. Another word was that my story is meant to be shown and told to others. Ok God! I get it! It's time to write!

 I think the best way for me to start is to go back to the beginning and work my way up to present day. Bear with me because my journey has not been easy, mostly because of my own choices, but through it all God has been working behind the scenes to create in me a beautiful story to help others in their own journey. All I want in the end is to show God's unconditional love, forgiveness, grace and mercy because in my story, that's exactly what you'll see. God has interwoven Himself through every season of my life and He has restored me in ways I never thought possible!

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  1. De'on MillerMay 21, 2017 at 1:00 PM

    Prayers over it/you all! Your concerns are valid and I daresay every writer of real has them. A professor once said you can do that when everyone in your family dies😉 But I believe the Spirit that lives within you will make the path clear, day by day. It sure doesn't matter what others think but it is not the goal to harm them. I had to pare way back and now I'm glad I did because even when we think we hold the whole truth in our hands, we find out through the years that we totally missed the boat on issues in others' lives. Nothing is greater than love, not even understanding. I wish you the best on this endeavor!

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    1. ChantalMay 21, 2017 at 4:40 PM

      Thanks mama De'on! My goal will always be love and redemption, so hopefully that will be what people see when they read what I share. If someone does get upset, I pray God's grace will cover it and bring healing.

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