"I can either run from this experience in fear or I can let it transform me. We are called to be transformed into the image and likeness of Christ. How else can it happen?"
Those are my words, spoken several times through this experience to different people in my life. Once to the surgeon between heaving sobs. If you've ever been laid bare by life's circumstances you know the bitter sweet place of utter pain and potential beauty residing within you simultaneously.
I have not cried in several weeks. I haven't liked the hardness that has seemed to be settling within me. This morning, listening to this weekend's offering reduced me to tears. Good and healing tears that feel wrenched from me at great price.