Her heart laid bare.
Her mind laid bare.
Her words left bare.
I’m not quite sure the correct way to use the word in a sentence. What I do know is how it feels to do so. Conversations with my husband, words on a screen and even unfettered prayers to God. Bare.
I’m writing an ebook right now. And I’m feeling bare. Maybe it’s not very good. Maybe people won’t like it. Maybe it’s not really a God-thing and just a blog thing.
Am I willing to lay my ideas, my thoughts, my creativity out bare for all to see?
I (mostly) finished Andy Stanley’s book, Deep and Wide yesterday. It has so much good stuff for people invovled in church ministry. Or people who have a bad attitude about church ministry. Or people who don’t want to have a bad attitude about church ministry. Basically, it’s just good if you are anywhere near church.
Anywhoo. He tells the story of a baptism at his church and how in the midst of tears his wife leans over and says, “What if we’d never left?” What if they’d never left their former position? Their comfortable ideas of how church should be? Or life? What if they’d never laid their dreams and hopes out bare for the world to see?
They would not have been a part of those baptisms. Maybe? Just maybe they’d never happen at all.
So, I ask myself again, am I willing to lay my ideas, my thoughts, my creativity out bare for all to see?
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linked with LisaJo’s Five Minute Friday where women “just write and not worry if it’s just right“. Turning off the comments because I feel like I’m fishing for compliments..and I don’t want you to tell me if I used “bare” incorrectly *grin*. I’d rather you think about your “what if”.