It was about three years ago when everything changed. And just a couple months before that when God showed me exactly what my purpose (from a ministry perspective) was. It came out of frustration actually… a place where God has met me before.

At that point, my husband and I had been in ministry for roughly 18 years, and for the most part, they were good years. But as I got closer to my 40’s (the most freeing decade of my life so far), I started to notice something that made me twitch. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, and interestingly enough, it took a confrontation with another minister’s wife before I finally woke up.

I don’t love confrontations. In fact, I typically avoid them at all costs. But I know now that sometimes they are necessary, and if done right, can make a difference. This particular confrontation, however, wasn’t one of those times. It was the beginning of the end of a friendship, and although I wish it had ended differently, it was that moment where God met me and made His purpose for me abundantly clear.

I don’t even really know what to call this thing that had me twitching… maybe phony perfectionism? For years I had witnessed Christians pretending they had it all together, and had at times done that myself. I had other ministers’ wives tell me, with the best intentions, that I had to protect myself… to surround myself with 1-2 trusted friends and keep things surface-level with everyone else.

That wasn’t going to work for me.

This, friends, was a call to do life authentically.

To live transparently. It was not going to be easy… putting myself out there like that. But it would be worth it. Knowing this all was from Him and He would be with me all the way, it was going to be okay.

I’m learning that part of what they told me was right – I did need to find a few friends who I can trust completely, and am thankful that the Lord has given me some really good ones. I can’t, however, keep things surface-level with everyone else. I still had to be real… to protect certain things from everyone, but still somehow live an authentic life.

The first step to living an authentic life was having the courage to tell my story… to tell my family’s story. At the time I didn’t really think we had that much to tell. Little did I know how much that would change in just a few months. Beyond telling our story, I was to encourage others to do the same.

So, here we are. We’re in this together, and I promise we’ll have some fun along the way. This Christian life… it’s meant to be lived together. God knows how much we need each other, and there is strength in numbers.

Are you ready? Here we go.