by Glenn Beck
Editors Note: We at the Chronicle would like to encourage you to visit a site that we believe can help us all during this tough times. The site is called “Face Your Storm.com
Each week we will bring to you stories from the readers in their own words, from this site. We hope that you will visit this site and tell your story in your words.
Everyone goes through storms in life. Whether they are brought on by personal decisions, or thrust upon us by circumstances beyond our control, the storm isn’t what defines us. The way we battle in the storm and eventually come out on the other side is our defining movement.
This site is for you. A place for you to share stories about your personal storms and how you have made it through.
Your story, our story could help provide some semblance of shelter to others as their storms rage.
Here is an example of stories that will appeal on this site:
Greetings from Colorado:
“The Christmas Sweater” arrived in the mail this afternoon. I read the story reliving many moments in my own life. My grey-greenish storm was a deep, slimy pit … an old muddy and useless well like those I recall on the always wet farms in the Pacific Northwest.
I was first aware of my anger churning into a ball of black bitterness one night as I walked home after baptismal class. I felt so alone in the rain walking from church across the bridge to our house. That was the year I was fourteen. I was insanely jealous of the others in my class that could wait in the warmth of the foyer for moms and dads to come for them. I didn’t understand how God could put children in the hands of parents who didn’t care and seemed to enjoy pummeling their children. (I saw alcohol from the receiving end of a drunken fist.)
It wasn’t until the summer of my 57th birthday that I finally forgave God. I was lifted up out of the slimy pit of self-loathing and self-pity and placed on solid ground eighteen years earlier. But similar to your story, we most likely have many storms to pass through. It may sound like heresy to suggest that I would dare say that I forgave God. But, what I mean to express is that I came to understand He was always with me … especially in the dark places. Like Eddie in the book, I found true repentance and forgiveness … or maybe, it found me!
I find it so remarkable that we have to come to the end of ourselves before we begin to find the beginnings of Life.
The book is intense. The book is personal. The story shook me to recall afresh how thankful I am for redeeming Grace. You have an impressive writing style; I could hear you talking the story as I read!
Gayle from Colorado
I don’t want to be wordy, but I did want to write. I was involved with the story but wasn’t seeing any application for myself until Eddie faced the storm. When Russell told him all he had to do was face it, face the fear…it really hit home.
I have MS and facing fear, in my opinion, is the major hurdle I navigate with this illness, and I imagine it’s the same with any illness. Physical symptoms or lack of mobility pale when dealing with the emotional impact, and fear of the unknown. “Face the storm” and “trust” is really what it’s all about. The outcome is in God’s hand.
Thanks for sharing your life, past and present, with us.
Source: Glenn Beck