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

LIFE. LOVE. LEADERSHIP. AND A LITTLE #KITCHENTHERAPY. Ronne Rock’s heart finds its strongest beat where beauty and pain collide – because hope always finds us in the shattered places. There’s more than 30 years of marketing and communications experience in her bones, and she finds great joy in sharing leadership wisdom as a regular contributor to Orange Leaders and QARA. But more often than not these days, she's with the vulnerable in difficult places around the world, gathering stories that change stories. Find Ronne's words in "For You, Love" the prayer journal that invites you to respond, and in Everbloom, a collection of stories from the Redbud Writers Guild. She is currently writing, "Building Eden: Principles of a Grace-Filled Leadership that Restores and Redeems."   Ronne is represented by Karen Neumair at 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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