my cracks are starting to show.

For a while now, God has been showing me Psalm 34:5. He has been reminding me that when I feel dull and feel as though my light has gone out, it's simply because I am not looking to Him. But recently, He laid this blog on my heart. Once He did, this verse and the word "Radiant" started showing up everywhere. So I knew it was time I acted on His calling to this.
A blog may not seem like much to some people, but I believe I CAN reach people through this and I feel as though that is what God is calling me to do right now. In this dark world we live in, and as it keeps getting darker every day, we need more radiant hearts. More radiant lives. More radiant smiles. More people radiating the love of Christ.

I will not get into too much of my story today, because I will be unfolding it in later posts. But let me tell you I am NOT perfect. I have NOT had a perfect life, though at one time I was striving to. I suffered from anorexia for around 3 years before I finally got treatment. Treatment added about another 2 or 3 years, and I am finally IN recovery. Though you do not ever RECOVER from an eating disorder, you do find the place where you can be IN recovery and choose NOT to step back into the vicious cycle. I have also had my bout with depression and suicidal thoughts. I have been caught up in ungodly relationships that left me empty and completely broken. But throughout my 20 years on this earth, God has taught me that through all these things all I must simply do is LOOK TO HIM. Let His radiance shine its warmth on my cold, broken, messed up, sinful heart. And then will I begin shining His radiance through the cracks in my life.

I am not sure what all I will post about. I believe I will post mostly about real life issues and ways God has shown me how to deal with them. I will post whatever God lays on this fragile heart and let Him guide my thoughts and words. It is time we become radiant. Radiant in a way that no one has ever seen before. Radiant in a way that will show the lost souls there is hope, even when it seems all hope has slipped out of the cracks of their lives. Show them that THAT is when His radiance shines most beautifully.

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