I Came Alive by Way of Dying.


“There are those who say that our story doesn’t really come alive until we share it with someone else – until the spark in our eyes lights a fire in someone else’s, and they for the first time say “yes, I see you now.” Maybe our story is born when we hold it out as a gift, unsure of the hands that will receive. Maybe it’s in that moment that we truly believe we are who we are.”

Or maybe for people like me, our story is born when we die. Find out how I came alive by way of dying – I’m sharing the at The Story Unfolding today.

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About Ronne Rock

Helping you hold on to what is true and trustworthy.

We're in this together, and I am for you. I secure road signs with a hammer of hope, and clear the debris so they can be seen. Call me your spiritual aunty, the one who you can trust with the hard conversations. I am your encourager. I walk and keep walking. Cheer and keep cheering. I invest, dive deep, and cherish the stories being written in the lives of women like you who long to believe restoration is a reality on earth as it is in heaven. God holds the pen in those stories, and He delights in you.  I OFFER REAL HOPE FOR YOU, PURPOSE-WEARY WARRIOR. You'll love One Woman Can Change the World: Reclaiming Your God-Designed Influence and Impact Right Where You Are. It's available wherever books are sold. I'm honored to be represented by Credo Communications.

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One thought on “I Came Alive by Way of Dying.”

  1. I just read The Story. It gave me pause, caught me up short. It made me want to call you for a cup of coffee or lunch. I’ll call you soon:-) Love, Lynn McG

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