In the month of October, I am participating in the 31 Days of Writing challenge.
I want to settle in to what it means to be called, to be the beloved, to be a daughter, to be accepted, to be chosen, to be of faith, to be loved, to be forgiven, to be whole, to be authentic, and to belong. What does it mean when all of those things collide? A beautiful mess? Filthy ashes? A phoenix rising? I want to know. Life is too short not to explore and excavate the depths of who we can become. Follow along at my blog: marviadavidson.com
You’ll also find some of my very dear writing friends participating in the challenge too. Their words are passion, restoration, love, writing, gentleness, fire, hope, renewal, grace, wisdom, and peace.
31 Days of Drawing Fresh Life from Scriptures Root Words (dive into the bible)
31 Days of Authenticity with Dana Butler (real talk about authenticity)
31 Days of Movement with Suzanne Terry (getting fit and healthy)
31 Days of Hope for a Messed Up Marriage with Ciaobhe (relationships)
31 Days of Stability with Jamie Bagley (living a present life)
31 Days of Walking Brave with Caris Adel (real talk about bravery)
31 Days of Gentleness for the Rest of Us with Em (bible and gentleness studies)
31 Days of Excavating Faith with Marvia (knowing who you are)
Shoot Like a Girl 31 Days with Ronne Rock (daily photography)
31 Days of Fragment Faith (Statements on faith with Hope)
31 Days of Soul Tending with Chrystal Southwell (health for the soul)
31 Day of Love and Making it with Nicole (loving ourselves and our bodies)
31 Days of Grounding with Lisha (remember who and Whose you are
31 Days of Faith and Mental Health with Bethany (faith and heart/head health)
Change is inevitable. You either move with it, or it moves over you. I’ve decided to move with it. It’s just that time to do so – curating my brand, thoughts, and creative ideas. I started this blog back in 2009, and I want to keep writing about thoughts on living and authentic life. It’s something I value. I also value moving in the direction that is right for me, so you’ll find me writing how a new, self-hosted website. The name is now my own, and you’ll find me at marviadavidson.com. Because being yourself works best when you’re wholly yourself.
I’m grateful for each of you who has followed this blog. I appreciate your support. I invite you to join me there. So come on over.
In the month of October, I’m doing the 31 Days of… writing challenge. It’s Calling the Beloved Home: 31 Days of Excavating Faith. I want to settle in to what it means to be called, to be the beloved, to be a daughter, to be accepted, to be chosen, to be of faith, to be loved, to be forgiven, to be whole, to be authentic, and to belong. What does it mean when all of those things collide? A beautiful mess? Filthy ashes? A phoenix rising? I want to know. Life is too short not to explore and excavate the depths of who we can become.
Today, I give myself permission to fully be. You can do that same for yourself. We are never more alive than when we are most ourselves. We are beautiful stories unfolding.
What is the story you will tell?
This month I’ll be talking a lot about authenticity, moving forward, staying in your lane, holding faith, being real, being authentic, and how there’s more than enough grace. It’s a 31 Days Of… challenge for me. Maybe you have one too. I invite you to join me on the journey. Kicks off October 1st and runs the entire month. It will perfectly imperfect, and that’s okay.
Till then, here are thoughts on grace.
Grace is not something you have to work for. It is a gift. It’s nothing you could have earned. You don’t have to work to keep it. God did ALL the work. What a relief!!!!
If you want to sign up for the Authenticity Challenge, which is part of my 31 Days of.. project, sign up here. You’ll find encourage to equip you to be more you.
We’re also still doing Real Talk Tuesdays. This weeks topic is: the truth about imperfection. Link goes live Tuesday.
I’ve lived much of my life in compartments. Writing about difficult subjects made me tear down walls and rebuild foundational dreams. I could see hope in the spaces between the healing and the hurt. They were not in vain. An invitation to just be and to be whole drew me in. There was room, spacious room, for my heart to live a better story even among the ashes.
Living through the uncomfortable places forced me to see the coals of my life, only they were no longer coals. Glimmers of diamonds burst from crushed and bent places. Losses were no longer dead weights around my neck. Losses were no longer shameful or points of contention to be avoided. The compression, the intense pressure, and pain no longer frighten me. Instead, they remind me God makes beautiful things from the dust of my life.
I am me. You are you. Together we’re stronger. It’s true.
But really! There is power in the “we”. I am a conservative person, reserved, and very guarded. I don’t always easily trust people. I wait till I can trust them before I share the realities of living in the right-now life. I’m okay with that. It’s part of my process, but living in community, whether online or in real life, calls for intentional connection person-to-person. Continue reading