I've often wondered when our story truly begins. I know that God knew me before I was born and anyone ever laid eyes on me. I do believe we also have things about us that began even when we were tiny babies. That our bodies retain memories that help direct some of our choices later in life. So is that the beginning? What about our earliest memories, how ever old you may have been. Some like my husband have memories as far back as a toddler, myself I only have a handful of memories before I was age 10. Does our story begin when we are old enough to make our own choices? That can't be, because even some adults aren't able to make their own choices. So I'm going with my earliest memories.
I went through a year of therapy after a nervous break a few years ago. One of the lessons I learned was that our mind can keep memories from us to protect us. God knows what things we need to remember and what things are just not needed. My son had a bad accident 2 years ago and totaled his truck. He still is unable to remember what happened during the accident. For a few weeks he couldn't remember even having the accident, which gave him time to heal. If he had been worrying about what he did wrong, he would of delayed his physical healing. No one else was hurt, it was between his truck and a tree. His best friend was with him and could of been hurt, which would of eaten my son up. So my thinking is that we remember the parts of our lives that truly matters for the big picture.
Now who is it that our life matters to? Is it just for our own journey? Maybe for those close to us, family and friends. What if there is a bigger plan, a much bigger plan? I know without a doubt that God used a very close friend to share her life with me, that played a big role in my own healing. Her willingness to share herself with me, kept me from taking my own life when I was in the deepest dark hole. Could your story help someone right now? If you knew that the answer was yes, would you share? I'm betting that you would, most people would. We all have the desire to help others.
Is our desire to help others bigger then the need to protect ourselves? The answer to that question, answers so many problems in life. What gives you joy? If you really were to ponder that question, I'm sure that the answer would have something to do with helping others. Think about it we have joy watching someone open a gift we gave them. We have even more joy when they love it! This is why I'm putting my life online, why I'm willing to open myself up for possible rejection. My desire to help others is much bigger then my need to protect myself.
This is the why and tomorrow I will start sharing some of the hurts and lessons that have gotten me to this point in my own life story....
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