For much of my life, I believed my voice wasn't worthy of being heard.
Shame always had a way of keeping me silent–so much so that I bought into the lie that my story didn't matter.
Yet what makes our stories worth sharing, what gives our life sacred value, is that there is someone who can "rewrite our histories with love–" if we'd let him.
When we empty ourselves upon God, we can be filled to the full with life.