Setting my Heart Free

All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. 

I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. 

I was na├»ve. 

I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer. 

It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: that I am nobody but myself. 

- Ralph Ellison, "Battle Royal"

Yesterday's comments confirmed what I've been thinking:  most people aren't comfortable writing from the heart - for many valid reasons.

I, personally, am yearning to break free from a self-imposed mold and just-be-me.  The real me on the inside.  Not the me that seems to always have to have a smile on the outside. (Because truthfully, I don't.)

To answer the question from yesterday's post more fully, I just want to write what is on my heart.  I want to go where the Spirit leads knowing there is risk of rejection, ridicule and pain. 

I encourage you to do the same.  If there is something on your heart then I believe it's there for a reason - to be shared (maybe not on a blog, maybe not on Facebook - but shared with someone or Someone.)


  1. What a beautiful and inspiring post this is Stacey!
    Thank you!

  2. What a wonderful challenge for us all to dig deep within.

    What a beautiful rosebud you've captured there...the hope of blooming. Kinda like our lives, huh?

    God bless and have a terrific day sweetie.

    No news on our Angel yet.

  3. That bud is symbolic of our minds.We have so much to share,but it can only be shared when the bud is open.I hope your day has been wonderful so far.

  4. Ruth is so right...we must be open to share what's inside....but yes expectations and others opinion have kept many of us from all close up and afraid to bloom into the person God intended for us to be...The challenge is to pray for the courage to be who we are not who we think we should be or who others want us to be.....

    You have really got me thinking....thank you for causing me to ponder a deep and important issue....I'd love to take this deeper......

  5. I can't wait to read more about you and your thoughts, Stacey, the REAL you this time!!

  6. Only A Tiny Rosebud
    It is only a tiny rosebud,
    A flower of God’s design;
    But I cannot unfold the petals
    With these clumsy hands of mine.

    The secret of unfolding flowers
    Is not known to such as I.
    GOD opens this flower so sweetly,
    When in my hands they fade and die.

    If I cannot unfold a rosebud,
    This flower of God’s design,
    Then how can I think I have wisdom
    To unfold this life of mine?

    So I’ll trust in Him for His leading
    Each moment of every day.
    I will look to him for His guidance
    Each step of the pilgrim way.

    The pathway that lies before me,
    Only my Heavenly Father knows.
    I’ll trust Him to unfold the moments,
    Just as He unfolds the rose.

    ~ © Bryan T. Burgess ~

    Stacey, I hope you don't mind. I read your post and thought of this poem, and wanted to share it with you. You are in good hands. You are in God's loving hands.
    Thank you for writing from your heart. It is not easy being vulnerable and it takes courage.
    Thank you for giving us all something to take to heart. God Bless you. You are a Blessing to so many.Thank you for your honesty and for all you share.
    Hugs, Dianne :)

  7. Your photo is so stunning Stacey! I think you take photos with your heart as well as write. That's a beautiful thing!

    Wishing you a very happy weekend!
    xo Catherine

  8. Gorgeous capture!

  9. get writing girl

  10. What a beautiful image. A fresh bud with a tiny snowflake. Perfect.

  11. Lovely image and a beautiful post. Have a wonderful weekend!

  12. Beautiful rosebud and its exciting to see how the Lord works in each of our lives. Going deeper.

  13. Looking forward to more of your writing as you share your beautiful heart.