Lighting Up the Darkness

When I was 15 my dad died of cancer. I havn't fully recovered from that. I can't say I ever will, but the pain and grief I've dealt with in this recovery has seeded and grown some of the most beautiful fruits along my journey. These fruits are ideas, milestones, and lessons I can't ever forget. There are a great many tragedies that can play into an individuals life. Divorce, death, and abuse are only a minority count. In my short life of 22 years death plagued my family, even before I was born. We all fall prey to sin and its effects on the human race. As a woman I've found very few outlets that will allow for the natural expulsion of the griefs generated by these tragedies. I believe in writing and I believe in fellowship. It is only when we allow ourselves to give up embarrassment of our pasts, to look beyond shame, and literally light up the darkness in this world and in our lives, that we are ever able to help not only ourselves but our neighbors as well. To write is an invitation to give voice to ones most inner broodings. And so, I extend this invitation to all of you. If you have something to say about your pain that might help someone else, or even give them the opportunity to help you, I urge you to voice it here. E-mail me at GrownSmall@gmail.com I can give you the password to this blog and you can post anonymously, with a cool secret name like Little Heart, or boldly with your own name.
Despite my negative intuitions I have a Creator who has never given me over to my vices. For that I will always praise Him. Together, through posts and comments, maybe we can be the Movers and Shakers God calls us to be. Maybe we can be each others tools in Lighting Up the Darkness.
- Little Heart