Tag: god
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Carried Not Crushed
This year did not unfold the way I would have chosen. It was a year marked by heartache and loss, by challenges that felt unrelenting, by fear that crept in quietly and grief that arrived without asking permission. There were moments when the weight of it all felt heavier than I knew how to carry.…
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Loneliness Inside Togetherness
There are experiences in life that carve themselves quietly into the soul. Loving someone who keeps their heart far away is one of them. It is not the kind of pain that startles you; it is the kind that settles in slowly, like a fog that refuses to lift. And over time, it shapes the…
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When I miss the Mark
There are days when my heart longs to stand out in this world — not for recognition or applause, but as an image bearer of Christ. I want my words, actions, and demeanor to reflect His grace, His kindness, and His steadfast love. I want people to catch a glimpse of Jesus when they cross…
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Waiting
There is a quiet ache that settles in when the future feels uncertain — a tender, pulsing space between what was and what will be. I am sitting here, in that in-between. It’s the place of waiting. Of surrender. Of not knowing what comes next, yet trusting that there is a sovereign plan unfolding —…
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From Breaking to Becoming: My 56th Chapter
Year 55… you tried to break me. You came with your storms, your confusion, and your relentless tests. You brought seasons that felt unfamiliar and moments that left me disoriented. Yet in the middle of it all, God whispered a word over my life—resilience. And that word became my anchor, my banner, and my testimony.…
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Godprints in Dry Places
There is a sacred kind of beauty in being cared for—extravagantly. It’s not loud or flashy. It doesn’t demand attention. But it arrives like dew on thirsty ground, like balm to a weathered soul. It’s the kind of love that surprises me in the quiet places—reminding me that I am seen, held, and cherished by…
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I am Okay
It’s been one of the toughest seasons of my life. There have been days I didn’t think I’d make it — when the grief sat too heavy on my chest, when silence screamed louder than words, and when every prayer felt like it vanished into the air before it could reach heaven. I’ve cried in…
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Giving Grace Away
I confess that forgiveness—both seeking it and accepting it—is a battle I have yet to win. I have steeped myself in the wounding, anchored myself in the memory of the offense, and in doing so, I have allowed pain to take up residence in my heart. I have held on so tightly to the hurt…
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The Detour
Life rarely follows the roadmap we create. You’ve learned this truth intimately, walking paths marked with unexpected turns and heavy burdens. At times, the suffering seemed unbearable, the detours relentless. Dreams that once burned bright dimmed under the weight of uncertainty and pain. There were moments you cried out, “Why, God? Why now?” The silence…
Braving Authenticity 