On getting your hair combed.

wp-image-1275183379As usual, I seem to be doing things a bit backwards. I started this ministry 18 months ago when it became painfully clear that God had written some painful chapters into my story. I call them my tangles. And, in case you didn’t know … tangles hurt. 

Remember getting your hair combed when you were little? Yep. Ouch.

So these tangles have been given to me. By God. What do I do with them? Ignore them? I wish. Wallow in them? Tried it – doesn’t help. Maybe just lie down and accept them? Nope. Can’t do that either. That’s just not how Debi was knit together long before she ever came to be.

God nudged me to press in. Press in hard and find the beauty in those tangles. Take a comb, if necessary, and pick them apart. Bit by bit. Look for beauty. Find it. Even if I’m weary. ESPECIALLY if I’m weary, actually.

The beauty is there. Even if they hurt. Even when I hurt. Because these tangles come from God. And what is God if not beautiful?

He wants me to speak it. That’s what He tells me. This beauty. My tangles. Speak them out loud. Okay – in writing. Either way, point others to my tangles. Shine a light on them. His light.

Everybody has tangles. Everybody. They may not look just like mine, but they all carry similar weight. They bog us down the same. They suffocate us at times. And they all seep beauty. They do. Help others see it.

So encourage these fellow sojourners – many of whom I’ve never met. My tangled loves who are all trying to navigate the twisted pathways of their own stories. Just like me. That’s what I’m trying to do, too.

Uplift them. Compel them. Compel them to press in. To press in and find the beauty. To stop and ponder it. Learn from it. Grow from it. Then press forward through it.

So as God is leading me to continue expanding this ministry from Facebook to a wider “cyber-reach”, He’s humbling and teaching me even more along the way. I truly have no idea what I’m doing. Truly. I was trained to save lives – not build websites.

I’ve been researching a lot trying to figure out the best path forward (and outward). Apparently this would’ve all been easier if I’d developed the website FIRST as the foundation of this ministry, THEN shared it all to Facebook and beyond. That’s what the experts seem to say, anyways.

But that’s not how it happened, and frankly … that would just be boring.

God knew what He was doing when He called ME to this. He knows how little I know. But he called me, anyways. And He’s showing me immeasurable love and patience as He walks me through every single step as this ministry continues to grow both in numbers and insight.

What’s cool is that it’s totally HIS power that’s growing it. Not a well-executed, heavily-researched marketing plan. And definitely not through any regularly-scheduled, grammatically perfect “blog posts,” that I could never create, anyways.

I only speak when He clearly gives me something to say. Without that … I’m useless.

So, yes … the website growingnursedebi.com is currently up and running. Please feel free to go check it out. Poke around in there a bit and get to know its pages.

But, no … it’s neither perfected nor quite completed yet. It’s a long, tedious process to reformat all the Facebook posts for the new site. But it will be finished … soon.

But already … even in its early infancy … it’s showing growth. And, Lord willing, it will continue on to become whatever He wills it to be. But it will happen in God’s own way and in His own time. For His glory. And, thankfully, even clumsy old backwards me can’t get in the way of that. Praise be.

Thanks for growing with me. ❤

 “He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.”  (Ecclesiastes 3:11)

2 thoughts on “On getting your hair combed.

  1. Love this Debi, love that you call them “tangles” if you don’t mind I’m going to use that term. Oh, and I have to go to the store and buy a bag of combs for all my “tangels” LOL
    God has surely blessed you with the ability to express your thoughts, love and caring for others Thank-you for all your 18 months and beyond. You really have touched my heart many times.
    Take care

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