I am linking up for Five Minute Friday. The FMF is hosted by Kate Motaung on her blog Heading Home. Today’s prompt is “surrender.” We’d love to have you join us. Just hop onto Twitter on Thursday evenings and follow the #fmfparty. Hope to see you there!
A story locked deep inside my heart. 18 years of my life passed by before I finally told it to the world. A story of my own families brokenness; Our own story of mental illness.
I sat in the dorm room at camp when the camp director came in and asked me what was wrong. The floodgates opened and the words finally surrendered. I began to tell our story. It was one of the most freeing moments of my life. I’ll never forget the feeling of sweet release as I told our story. A moment of sweet surrender that is so much of who I am–the daughter of a woman who lives daily with a mental illness.
In this sweet surrender, I now cannot not tell our story. It is who and whose I am; Tara, Sandy’s daughter; beloved, broken, blessed child of God. And when I finally surrender to that title and name, the words began to pour out into this space and have been poured out into my first self published book. It is hard to believe it has been six months already since I self-published that book.
There is something so incredibly holy about surrendering to who and whose we are. There is even more holiness when we tell the truth of our own brokenness and our own stories. It tells a lot about our identity and our passions in life. It reminds us of the joy and freedom and gift that comes when we finally surrender to God and to ourselves.
Sweet surrender that breaks open the doors and windows of our soul through surrendered words; surrendered words through written and vocal words.