“How then can they call on him they have not believed in? And how can they believe without hearing about him? And how can they hear without a preacher? And how can they preach unless they are sent? As it is written: How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news.”

Romans 10:14-15 (CSB)

Dearest Reader,

You may already have noticed this, I am more prone to talk than listen. If you haven’t, I’m sure my Sweet Man will be happy to clue you in! However, a certain personality test will tell you I am an introvert. I am. I thrive in my quiet space, I am hypersensitive to noise, very much liking routine and rhythm in my day, thoughtful, a bookworm, and contemplative. A slow processor.  So happens, I am a social introvert.

I am also a believer who is called to proclaim the Gospel and tell others of His faithfulness to me.

Once we know Christ, we are commanded to become a “teller” of the Gospel. 

I’m wondering today where you sit on this? Are you someone who needs to hear (a hear-er)? If so, please ask someone near you, or send me a personal email. Hear-ers will become tellers!

If you are already a believer, you too are called to speak (a teller!), to tell of the wonderful things He has done for you. It is not always easy, is it? When you find yourself in the midst of the wilderness, our first thought is not always of God’s faithfulness. If we are honest, it is more likely, “Where are you, God?”

Regardless of where we are or what we are, He sees us. He is still faithful and we should be telling those stories.

Writing in my journal is where I have the sweetest time with God. His Word open, my journal, my favorite pen. It’s where we communicate, where I pray, cry out, and give Him praise. It is also a resource when I am doubting where He is, who He is, or where He has been and is working in my life.

When I am doubting where He is, questioning His presence in my life, I often go back to the shelves searching out past journals. They’re not fancy, poetic, or well-written, edited words. Pages, with coffee stains and tear stains. Ink smudged across the page. These are desperate pleas.

The stained pages, curled edges, tangible evidence of His faithfulness when I was faithless. Scriptures copied to the page, whispers into my soul. I can see His hand there, and there, and over there. Here, in the wilderness, where I am wrought with pain and heavy fatigue, I can see Him. And He sees me.

Second only to my Bible, I love my journals and combing back through the pages. They are my story, the story, I am sharing with you. Stories, that show His faithfulness in the hard edges of life.

In Luke, chapter eight, Jesus drives the demons from a man. After his experience, there is nothing this man wants more than to be with Jesus. Jesus sends him home with these words:

“Go back to your home, and tell all that God has done for you.” And off he went, proclaiming throughout the town how much Jesus had done for him. Luke 8:39 (CSB)

Jesus told the man what to do, “Go be a teller.”

Which do you, do I, need to be doing today? Should we be hearing or telling?

It’s a question every one of us needs to ask ourselves and honestly answer.

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I’m blessed to serve you in this place, to share with you the Gifts of Grace as I journey through the wilderness. I picture you across the table, hands wrapped tightly around your cup, sharing life, and laughter, and tears. As I share with you, my own daily struggles, I long to hear what yours may be. Sharing the realness of life. You can do that by commenting below or reaching out to me here.

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