Confessions of a Cracked Pot
I listened as she shared her heart with me. She told me how she felt like a fraud – being looked to as a leader in the church when her own life was so out of whack. I listened and I remembered feeling like that several times myself.
I felt hollow and like I was just going through the motions - singing on the worship team while struggling to find a song of praise in my heart of hearts, ever the encourager even as I waged my own battle with despair, speaking faith and feeling fear… I could go on.
Have a blessed one beloved.