Here I sit in the Portland airport on my way home from one of the pivitol days of my life. I’m trying to eat my mezzo platter without crying in public.
Today I preached for the first time.
Well, not really. But it's the first time anyone called it that and years of often repressed desire and pain are threatening to erupt in public. It has been a long journey and one that I don’t feel prepared to unfold at this moment. But today I feel so much like the woman who washed Jesus’ feet with her tears and her hair. I feel seen and validated and beautiful and no longer objectified or discounted. I see the men and women around me who are suspicious or fearful or even outraged and it simply doesn’t matter because Jesus is looking me straight in the eyes and inviting me to speak words of life. And he’s smiling that penetratingly loving smile that I’ve come to recognize.
And nothing else in the world matters because I am his and he is mine and he has entrusted me with this message.
Kelli is a writer, speaker and consultant equipping leaders for a deepening intimacy with Christ, greater impact in ministry and more effective intentionality in all of life.
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