Prolegomena: In which I prepare to bare my soul

Prolegomena: (plural) Introductory remarks to an essay or argument; preliminary discussion; from the Greek "prolegein" pro: before  legein:to speak; literally "Before I speak"

It's my understanding that most blogs begin with an introductory blog or explanation of the blogger's reasons for writing whatever it is that they're about to write. This is mine. I'll begin with the title.
I'm Song. It's my name...one of them. Like everybody, I have sorrows, aches, angers, and longings that I don't necessarily broadcast to the general public. In recent years, God has been using some of these instances to minister amazing, precious things to my heart. However, thinking that I was largely alone in the need for these lessons, I didn't feel compelled to share too widely what I was learning. I was wrong. I was wrong because when God shares something precious with me, I should want other people to know it. Over the past year, God has laid it on my heart to start sharing these things. So, tentatively, I started talking... baring my soul. I learned a variety of things.
1. I am certainly NOT the only person thinking those thoughts, feeling those hurts, or hoping against any shred of reasonable hope.
2. Life is a lot easier when people know how to pray for you specifically.
3. My attitude about not sharing was limiting me. Limiting my conversations with my sisters in Christ and limiting how vulnerable and open I was willing to be in my relationship with my Savior....I was limiting my intimacy with God by not acknowledging what He was doing. It was NOT alright. Luckily- no, amazingly- miraculously, I have a God who cares too much about me to let me tritely limit my relationship with Him that way. So, HE starting talking.

 About two months ago, no matter where I turned in my Bible- be it in my devotions, a study, or a passing conversation with a friend, God laid the same thing on my heart. It was like every verse was saying the same thing. Basically it boiled down to 1 Corinthians 16:14. Be brave. Be Strong. Let all that you do be done in love. It made me nervous. I didn't want to have a reason for being brave. I just wanted to be...taken care of. Safe.

Don't get me wrong, I got saved when I was a wee thing and have been living with Christ in my heart somewhere around 24 years now. I love how exhilierating and free the Christian walk is. I'm passionate about Jesus. My relationship with Him is the thing that defines every other part of my life. I've lived with Him and loved Him and watched Him work miracles in my heart and life. But He wants more. He wants to be closer. He's calling me to draw near, and He's doing it so specifically and tenderly that pretending like I don't hear is no longer an option... if it ever was. He's giving me a chance to glorify Him in a new way. To speak out the huge, beyond me miracles that He's been working under the surface- those insurmountable heart things that could simmer away unnoticed if He were inclined to let them. Which He hasn't. While He is the proprieter and possessor of my heart, it is only He and I that know what He does there...unless one of us chooses to share. He's wrought victories and conquered fear and shown me amazing things and I want everybody to know how great He is. I want to tell the Mighty works that My God- Jehovah Rapha has done in me.  As the sole spectator of His hand on my heart, mine is the  voice that can tell of those specific whispers and lessons. So I will. Here. The words I've trembled to speak, the lessons I didn't want anybody to know I required, I intend to let loose now. I've purposed that the song I've kept in my heart should be unleashed that my God might be glorified, that my spirit might be humbled, and that possibly, somebody might be encouraged by what He has spoken into my life.