Most of us have had them. Shameful secrets help deep within. Secrets we promise ourselves we will take to the grave because if we ever shared them . . . painful rejection would surely follow. The problem with keeping our secrets buried is that they can keep us in bondage to shame and lead us into deep, deep despair.
Today, I have the honor of sharing a part of my story over at Deb Wolfe’s great blog, Counting my Blessings. The story I’ll share has never been shared on this Old Things New blog, filled mostly with fun, happy, pretty things . . . but it is a part of the very fabric of who I am and it is a part of what makes me want to see things . . . and people . . . transformed.
This is one of the hardest posts I’ve ever written so I’d love for you to head on over to Deb’s to read it and, if you would, please share your thoughts in the comment section on Deb’s Counting my Blessings website.
I love you my dear readers.
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