My wife and I had lunch last week with a friend that reached out to me about writing her story. It is a powerful one. She lost her son in a tragic car accident nearly one year ago. We met to talk about her story.
As I sat and did more listening than talking, I heard sadness, pain, and disappointment.
Sometimes I think that we are afraid to tell our story that involves these kind of emotions. We don’t like to show our weakness or failures.
However, in the midst of the pain our friend told stories of hope, encouragement, comfort, and joy. Such a paradox.
One thing she said stuck with me, “It is true that when I am at my lowest, most vulnerable place, I am the closest to God.”
So true in my life as well.
That is why when we tell our story in a way that communicates our brokenness, self-inflicted or otherwise, others can identify with us. Not only identify with us, but also with how compassionate and loving God is toward us in our affliction.
I think of Psalm 30:5 as I write that— “weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning” and this worship song:
Granted we should use discretion when sharing our story however we too often shy away or cover-up our pain or failures. Whether you write a blog, an article, a book, or share personally your story it will touch someone else. It might even help a person overcome a similar situation.
I don’t know if I will write my friend’s story, but I hope it gets told. I know she is willing to share the painful parts so that the stark contrast of joy and hope also unfolds.
What prevents you from telling your story of pain or failure?