Elizabeth came to share her ministry with a networking group I attended recently. All the crosses were beautiful & you could just feel the depth of stories each one held. It was a cross with a small butterfly shaped in the heart of the cross that drew me. What a caterpillar I have been for so long. God has been calling me, calling me to have more courage–to become His butterfly. To own up to the gifts he has carefully crafted within me & to now use them for his Good. His Intentions. No wall flower. No time to hold back. It is time to fly.
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