I don’t have a story.
At least, that’s what I told myself. I wanted to write, but there was one minor problem. Nothing much newsworthy ever happened in my life, just more of what most would call mundane.
I hadn’t scaled any mountaintops or swam across any vast seas.
I’d never battled an illness and conquered it with overwhelming victory.
I hadn’t lived through unexpected disaster.
I’d never faced a life-threatening situation and survived.
No, I didn’t have any remarkable stories of overcoming obstacles. Not that I would want anyone to have to go through such situations, but I’d met some amazing women who had. Those were the women who should be telling their stories, not me. Those were the women whose lives would inspire others. So why bother writing things down when my circumstances seem uneventful at best?
I am excited to be a guest blogger on Kristi Woods' blog this week. Click this link to hop over to her site and finish reading today's post, Miracle Moments of My Everyday.