:: Wife | Mother | Writer :: Beth Nicoletto serves as the Co-Founder of Self Talk the Gospel and is passionate about shepherding and challenging others to continually grow in their relationships with the Lord. Most importantly, you must know that Beth will only eat a PB&J if it has potato chips inside. There’s really no other way. You can also find her writing over at www.bethnicoletto.com. She is married to Garrett and they have one daughter, Gia, and a son arriving late November 2015.
The disciples were so focused on what Jesus asked them to do, that they almost missed Jesus Himself! How many of us are so focused on reading the new study, engaging in new relationships, serving the less fortunate (which are all things Jesus might be asking us to do), yet we miss Jesus entirely?
To my friend in Christ who has forgotten who she is, may you find yourself in this:
I’ve been there too. I know what it’s like to wake up feeling like you just don’t know who you are anymore. You’ve lost your sense of life, you’ve lost your sense of self, and you’ve lost all sense of Christ. You feel alone and unworthy. You are confused and battered. You carry scars of past abuse both inflicted by others and also yourself, and you stare at them.
I remember the day it clicked. I had just been presented with a speaking opportunity. One that would involve me in front of a large number of high school students, sharing my story of abuse as a child. The director had asked me if I’d like to spend my summer sharing my story, clearly seeing something in me that I didn’t see in myself. I felt paralyzed. I thought to myself, why would anyone want to know my story?
I sit across from you and simply share that I believe to live a good life – a meaningful, impactful, respectable, soul-fulfilling life – is to live your life for someone(s) else. What a paradigm. To have the best life you possibly can, is to give your life away. Although this life is never easy, it is always best. If I’ve piqued your interest enough, here are three steps that will guide you along the way.
I just celebrated 4 years of being married to the most wonderful man in the world. As I reflected on my life around the weeks and months after our wedding, I was reminded of a very dark time in my life. I battled depression – good days and bad days, smiles and sadness. When I was in it, I blamed my circumstances. I had just started teaching and it was a grueling first year. Garrett and I were working out how to live together (aka I was realizing how incredibly selfish I really am). I was dealing with harsh memories of unresolved guilt and shame, and a huge part of me felt really alone. Where was God in all of that? Where could I meet Him? Why wasn’t He listening to my cries for help?