I don’t like pain.
I don’t enjoy suffering.
But deep pain and suffering have left a lasting impression on my soul. Experiencing the loss of a child has enlarged my heart and sharpened my senses to the pain and suffering around me.
Choosing transparency in pain is hard and vulnerability is frightening.
But when I let others in, they see that I am just like them. I struggle, I cry out for mercy, I need God’s grace, mercy and strength to carry on.
And that lends authority to my invitation to meet Jesus.