This summer marks ten year since I battled the most shameful time of my life.
A domino effect that left my friends,family and co workers baffled at how I could be a part of such a scandal at seventeen and just barely graduated from high school. After all, I was the pastor's daughter and taught the four year old's at church on Sunday mornings.
In the ten years since, stumbling my way through counseling, college, marriage and babies, I have carried around baggage from the events past. Thanks be to God, the weight of my baggage gets lighter everyday as I learn to give that weight to Jesus, and stand a little taller knowing His grace is truly sufficient for me.
I feel more comfortable to talk about what I went through. I am able to articulate how I felt during that time and tell my husband bits and pieces as things come up in conversation. It makes me feel free. Free of feeling worthless and used and shamed.
I have no idea how God is going to use the events of ten years ago for His glory, but I am confident that he already has and will continue to do so.
"You stood before my failure, carried the cross for my shame, my sin weighed upon your shoulders, My soul now to stand...
So I'll stand with hands high and hearts abandoned, in awe of the One who gave it all"