From the time I received my daughter’s diagnosis in 2016, I knew God had something special for her life, no matter how long it was. As it turned out, we had just two years with her. Her sunny smile and joy touched many lives.

What I didn’t expect was the plan God had for my life. He kept showing me over and over again that I was supposed to share about my time with Leah. I kept hesitating. Was I supposed to share about new research? No, I’m not a nurse or doctor. Was I supposed to connect CHD families together? No, there are already groups that do that. What was I supposed to do?

I struggled with that for months until one day during a church service the Holy Spirit impressed upon me that I was supposed to share my faith and its impact on my caregiving. Um, no thanks. Really, I think I laughed at that (inwardly, I was in church after all). I’m not a pastor. I’m not a theologian. I’m not a public speaker.

Then I realized I sounded like Moses. He said the same thing to God when he was told to go back to Egypt and talk to Pharaoh. Like Moses, it doesn’t matter if I am eloquent, or an expert, before I share my experiences with you.

Fear of failure or inadequacy can keep us from stepping out in faith. God doesn’t need perfection from us. He is the perfect one who can use whatever you or I offer. Say yes to the Lord when he asks you to take the gospel into the world, whether you travel to distant lands, to the hospital, or to your living room. As it says in Romans 10:15, “…How beautiful are the feet of those who preach the good news!”