He can use it

He can use it.

Whatever you are going through.

Whatever you’ve been through.

Whatever you fear…

He can use it.

I have seen Him use every ounce of discomfort in my life over and over and over again.

A couple of years ago I began this blog where I share bits and pieces from my everyday life. In the beginning it was a space to write, be transparent, exhale – but most of all it was a place to connect with other people who likely experience, feel, worry or are burdened by similar things.

With each post that I would pour through my fingertips I would feel God explain something new to me.

Sometimes it was an answer.
Sometimes it was a reminder.
Sometimes it was conviction.
Sometimes it was peace.

With each post I would hear from different people who would express a feeling of being understood. And with each post I would get to know more and more of you.

Through my transparency I shared several times about my health and how much I had been struggling. Apprehensive – I felt a responsibility to share this piece of me because I knew I wasn’t alone and would connect over and over with those who also had these silent struggles.

Sometimes Emotional.
Sometimes Physical.
Sometimes Relational.
Sometimes Spiritual.

I will be honest…I don’t know that I ever really expected to be in this place.  To wake up in this new body that is not at all perfect but miles ahead of where I was – I am dumbfounded. At less than 2 months after I experienced just a little bit of healing I heard the Lord say “you must share it”

Honestly I was like “Seriously God?” – can I be transparent again – I argue with God a lot. I’m a bit of a teenager in an adult woman’s body but this is me and God wrestles me often and loves me in spite of my bent towards being a controlling brat.

After all my protesting – He won and I just knew…that still small voice just wouldn’t stop.

So I shared.

I shared that I had experienced some healing but I shared it with much fear. I was afraid that people would think it was ridiculous that I would share this after so little time had passed. I was afraid that my body wasn’t truly healing and that it wasn’t going to stick.

What if I share this and then my body falls apart again?

What if ?

But that I suppose was part of the test.

Did I believe?

Did I embrace it?

Did I receive it?

So I shared.

I shared scared.

I shared excited.

I shared overwhelmed with gratitude.

I shared with faith.

People began asking what I did. Messages, texts, emails ‘what did you do’ . Those who struggled just like me wanted to know …what was the secret, what was the magic bullet…

I knew I must share but how? There was so much to say. I had healed from the moment I began getting ill..it was 4 years in the making. For some that might sound weird but here is what I mean…
When you lose control and surrender to the loss of control you begin the journey of understanding and it is in that moment that you begin to heal slowly. Now obviously there are physical things that I did, changed, removed from my life that healed me from the outside but there was so much inward healing that needed to take place first …and those places took years.

So back to needing to share – how.

Well, God is creative. I am not.

In His most creative nature He gave me the desire to create a website called

Hippy Happiness
where I would share my story but sharing my story wasn’t enough. I truly felt like I was called to create a community for people who just like me felt stuck.

I longed for people to learn from the people I have learned from.

I longed for people to experience a place where they could feel like they were on a journey and not feel condemned for not being there yet.

I longed for others who have something to share to be able to share here.

And as I said – God is creative.

Several months later here we are, myself and 9 other writers collaborating together and just two days away from our launch of  www.HippyHappiness.net

A place where people can learn.

A place where people can connect.

A place where people can heal.

A place where people can grow.

And I stand completely in awe of the amazing people that God has brought to this project to share hope and to share something new.

Pain is never wasted. Never.

It isn’t wasted when you are still in the middle of it just sharing from a space of vulnerability.

Pain is never wasted.

It isn’t wasted when the answer doesn’t arrive in the way that you prayed for it.

Pain is never wasted.

It isn’t wasted when victory comes nor is is wasted when it still feels a long way off.

God will always use your broken pieces to mend someone else back together and point them to Him. Always.

One of my closest friends became a single mom overnight from a tragic situation. Her struggles and trials have been large and overwhelming and yet she allowed God to use her loss as a place of growth and community for other single moms to come together and feel understood and connected. Her pain was not her own – she shared it with others and through her vulnerability, weakness and complete loss of control God made something beautiful out of it.  I suppose she could have moved on with her life and not cared whether or not she could bring a voice to her place of understanding – but instead – she allowed it to be used.  She allowed it to be used for God’s glory.  She allowed to prove once again that the one who is beauty creates beauty out of our scattered ashes.

It’s never wasted…

He rebuilds our broken places.

He restores things from long ago.

He is the one who brings dead things back to life over and over again.

Share your story. It doesn’t have to be through a blog post or starting a website.  Reach out to someone. Someone in your life needs your words.  Someone in your life needs conviction.  Someone in your life needs hope from your story.

Speak up.  Be vulnerable.  Be transparent.

It’s never wasted.

He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us. 5 For the more we suffer for Christ, the more God will shower us with his comfort through Christ. 6 Even when we are weighed down with troubles, it is for your comfort and salvation! For when we ourselves are comforted, we will certainly comfort you. Then you can patiently endure the same things we suffer. 7 We are confident that as you share in our sufferings, you will also share in the comfort God gives us. 2 Corinthians 1:4-7