Our reading today comes to us from Brené Brown, titled “Manifesto of the Brave and Broken Hearted” from her book Rising Strong.
There is no greater threat to the critics and cynics
than those of us who are willing to fall
because we’ve learned how to rise.
With skinned knees and bruised hearts
we choose owning our stories of struggle
over hiding, over hustling, over pretending.
When we deny our stories, they define us.
When we run from struggle, we are never free.
So we turn toward truth, and look it in the eye.
We will not be characters in our stories
not villains, not victims, not even heroes.
We are the authors of our lives.
We write our own daring endings.
We craft love from heartbreak,
compassion from shame,
grace form disappointment,
courage from failure.
Showing up is our power,
story is our way home,
truth is our song.
We are the brave and brokenhearted.
We are rising strong.
I remember the moment when church first disappointed me and I burned myself out. It was during my undergraduate years and I was one of those people in college — involved in pretty much any progressive student organization on campus — interfaith, multicultural, LGBT, student government.
I led worship services on campus for the progressive people of faith with a team of other likeminded leaders, and I still participated in the life of my home church, maintained a job, and so on. There is the saying about burning the candle at both ends, but really I just threw the whole candle into the fire. The eventual burnout should have been as clear as day. Read the rest of this entry »