Sacrificial Love

The Kind That Feels Safe

We live in a world that is loud, crowded, and deeply lonely all at once.

So many relationships today feel shallow and transactional. People are often so self-absorbed that they don’t even realize how disconnected they’ve become.

Asking “How are you?” has turned into nothing more than a segue, an opening so someone can talk about themselves.

Listening is rare. Caring feels conditional. Celebration feels impossible because jealousy, comparison, and competition sit where love once lived.

People say they miss you, yet never call. They claim they care, yet never check in. They spend more time online curating images and opinions than investing in real, meaningful connection. And somewhere along the way, God stopped being the priority. Self-gratification replaced surrender. Ego replaced empathy.

And the truth is many of us are tired.

Tired of fake connections.

Tired of relationships we can’t trust.

Tired of loving deeply while receiving crumbs in return.

Tired of pouring into others while being empty.

I can let's say that I am no longer interested in being surrounded by people I can’t count on. I’m not looking for proximity; I’m looking for presence. I don’t want love with a price tag, a hidden agenda, or strings attached. I want sacrificial love.

The kind of love Jesus exemplified.

Sacrificial love is not loud, flashy, or self-seeking. It doesn’t keep score. It doesn’t need recognition. It doesn’t love based on convenience or benefit. Sacrificial love puts another’s needs ahead of its own not out of obligation, but out of genuine care. There is no ego in it. No competition. No fear.

This is the love described in Scripture when it says love is patient and kind, not envious or boastful, not proud or self-seeking. It’s the love that bears, believes, hopes, and endures. It’s the love that laid itself down on a cross not because it had to, but because it chose to.

That kind of love feels safe.

Safe because you don’t have to question motives.

Safe because you don’t have to shrink to be accepted.

Safe because you are seen, valued, and protected not used.

I am being intentional about my connections now. I want relationships that are genuine, rooted in truth, and aligned with God’s heart. I want people who pray for me, not compete with me. People who celebrate me, not secretly resent me. People who show up, not just speak about love.

Sacrificial love is rare but it still exists.

And when God is at the center, it changes everything. When love flows from Him, it is pure, steady, and unwavering.

That is the love I’m choosing. That is the love I’m praying for. That is the love I’m learning to both give and receive.

Prayer

Father God,

We come before You with hearts that are weary but hopeful. You see the emptiness caused by shallow connections and the pain left behind by conditional love. You know how deeply we long to feel safe, seen, and truly loved.

Lord, remove every desire in us that seeks validation from people instead of fulfillment from You. Heal the places where selfishness, pride, and fear have distorted our understanding of love. Teach us what sacrificial love truly looks like, the kind that mirrors Your Son, the kind that gives without expecting, the kind that protects, nurtures, and stays.

Surround us with relationships that are genuine and God-ordained. Help us discern who belongs in our lives and give us the courage to walk away from connections that drain, deceive, or dishonor You. Shape our hearts to love selflessly, without ego, without conditions, and without fear.

Above all, anchor us in Your love the only love that never fails.

We surrender our relationships to You.

We trust You to provide what we need.

And we thank You for being the ultimate example of sacrificial love.

In Jesus’ name we pray,
Amen 

The Sting and Aftermath of Betrayal

No matter who you are or where you are in life, betrayal has likely touched you. It shows up in different forms on the job, within families, among friends, or through significant relationships. And when it does, life as you knew it shifts. What once felt safe, familiar, and secure suddenly feels uncertain and fragile.

Betrayal isn’t uncommon. After all, we are human. For me, though, the deepest pain hasn’t been that I was betrayed but who betrayed me. 

As I’ve shared before, safety is a huge deal for me. Growing up never truly feeling safe shaped the way I navigate relationships. So, when I open myself to someone, it’s not casually — it’s with intention and hope. It’s with the prayer that they will understand the fragile nature of the trust I’m placing in their hands. Yet, in every circumstance, betrayal still found its way in.

Sometimes I wonder if I was simply too trusting, or if I wasn’t healed enough to recognize wolves in sheep’s clothing. Scripture warns us of this very thing:

“Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ferocious wolves.”  Matthew 7:15

I’ve experienced betrayal that cut so deeply I wanted to disappear, especially when it came from people I believed knew and understood me better than anyone else. Instead of being protected, I found myself defending my character against whispers and accusations like, “She’s a different person behind your back,” or “She lives a double life.”

I pride myself on striving to be better. I’m fully aware there were seasons when I wasn’t my best self, but never to the extent that my integrity should have been questioned.

“The integrity of the upright guides them.” — Proverbs 11:3

What hurt even more was being betrayed by people who claimed to love me and then being expected to simply move on as if nothing happened. What many fail to realize is that with each betrayal, a part of you stops existing. The version of me that once trusted freely, loved openly, and felt safe with that person is no longer available to everyone.

In some situations, I can walk away. In others, I can stay but with adjusted expectations. Trust and safety are no longer part of the equation. And while there are no hard feelings, there is wisdom. Disappointment taught me that my heart is not safe in every space, and so I must guard it.

“Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.” — Proverbs 4:23

Apologies don’t automatically restore what was broken. For me, my mind retains pain. No matter how hard I try, the triggers remain. The relationship loses its carefree innocence. The easy trust that once existed.

“A wounded spirit who can bear?” — Proverbs 18:14

These betrayals left me grieving not just people, but what I thought was love, trust, and relationship. They made me question if I could ever trust again. And then I remember Jesus.

Jesus Himself was betrayed by someone close, someone He loved, someone He broke bread with.

“Even my close friend, someone I trusted, one who shared my bread, has turned against me.” — Psalm 41:9

Yet He still chose forgiveness, because He understood there was a greater purpose.

When my mind drifts back to those painful places, when my heart remembers that gut-wrenching sting, I pray.

I pray that my heart will not harden.

I pray that bitterness and hate will not take root.

“See to it that no bitter root grows up to cause trouble and defile many.” — Hebrews 12:15

Though betrayal is heartbreaking, I now believe it can be an invitation an opportunity to grow closer to God. It pushes us to seek Him in our relationships and ask for discernment. Discernment to recognize who is meant to walk with us for a reason, a season, or a lesson.

“If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault.” — James 1:5

Betrayal taught me vigilance, not fear; boundaries, not bitterness; and faith, not isolation.

A Prayer

Lord,

You see the wounds betrayal leaves behind the ones no one else notices. You know the weight it puts on our hearts and minds. I ask You to heal what was broken and restore what was stolen. 

Guard my heart from becoming hardened, and protect me from bitterness and hate. 

Give me discernment in my relationships and wisdom to recognize who belongs in my life and who does not. Help me forgive as You have forgiven me, not to excuse the pain, but to free my heart. 

Draw me closer to You in every season, and remind me that You are my safe place.

In Jesus’ mighty name we pray,
Amen

Blessed is She Who Believed

“Blessed is she who believed that the Lord would fulfill His promises to her.”  Luke 1:45

Growing up, I often heard the phrase “God’s promises are yes and amen.” It sounded comforting, reassuring, and full of hope. But what I didn’t fully understand then was that God’s promises are not detached from obedience and surrender. 

They are rooted in relationship. They require trust not just in what God can do, but in how and when He chooses to do it. I had to learn this the hard way.

For years, I tried to do things my own way. I prayed, yes but I also controlled, rushed, and forced outcomes. When things didn’t change fast enough, when God didn’t move according to my timeline, I took matters into my own hands. And oh, what a mistake that was.

Looking back, I can clearly see how stepping outside of God’s will took me out of alignment with His protection.

The struggles I faced weren’t because God wasn’t present. He was always there. The truth is, I wasn’t surrendered.

Scripture tells us, “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to Him, and He will make your paths straight.” (Proverbs 3:5–6) 

I wanted straight paths without submission. I wanted blessings without waiting. I wanted peace without surrender. But God, in His love, allowed me to learn that His way is always better even when it’s harder.

Spiritual maturity has taught me that waiting on the Lord is never in vain. “But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength.” (Isaiah 40:31) Waiting refines us. It strengthens our faith. It teaches us to trust God’s heart, not just His hand.

Today, I’m in a very different place. I seek Him first. I invite Him into my decisions, my emotions, and my circumstances. I want His presence to be evident in my life not just in the outcomes, but in the process. Do I always get it right? No. And that’s where grace comes in. “My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness.” (2 Corinthians 12:9)

I am deeply grateful for God’s protection even when I didn’t recognize it at the time. I’m thankful for His promises, because I now understand that He never fails. He may not move how I expect, but He always moves in love. God will never let me down, and He won’t let you down either.

Blessed is the woman who believes not just in the promise, but in the Promiser.

Prayer

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for being faithful even when we are not. Thank You for Your promises, Your protection, and Your grace that meets us in our weakness. 

Teach us to wait on You, to trust Your timing, and to surrender our will for Yours. Help us to seek You first in every circumstance and to rest in the peace that only You can give.

 Strengthen our faith, align our hearts with Yours, and remind us that You are always at work even when we don’t see it. We trust You, Lord, and we thank You for never letting us go.

In Jesus’ name we pray,
Amen

The Importance of Truth

Truth is not just a moral value it is a lifeline. It is the foundation of trust, safety, love, and genuine connection.

Without truth, relationships crumble, hearts become guarded, and peace is replaced with anxiety. I’ve learned this not just through Scripture, but through lived experience.

The Bible speaks clearly about the power and necessity of truth. 2 Corinthians 4:2 says, “We have renounced secret and shameful ways; we do not use deception… On the contrary, by setting forth the truth plainly we commend ourselves to every man’s conscience in the sight of God.” Truth is not meant to be hidden, twisted, or softened to protect comfort. It is meant to be set forth plainly honestly before God and one another.

For me, truth is deeply tied to trust and safety. To lie to me is to lose my complete trust, because trust speaks directly to my need to feel safe. When someone lies, it doesn’t just affect their words it casts doubt on their actions, their intentions, and their character.

Lying puts me in a position where I can no longer rest; I begin to question everything. And that is not how love is meant to feel.

Lying is not an act of love. It is selfish and deeply hurtful. It communicates a lack of respect and consideration for the other person’s heart. Ephesians 4:25 reminds us, “Therefore each of you must put off falsehood and speak truthfully to your neighbor, for we are all members of one body.” Truth honors the other person; lies diminish them.

I don’t feel cared for when I’m lied to. I don’t feel protected. I don’t feel safe. And because God is truth “I am the way and the truth and the life” (John 14:6). I believe His love cannot fully reside where honesty is absent. You cannot claim to love someone while consistently deceiving them. Love and lies cannot coexist.

Choosing distance from someone who lied to me is not rooted in hate. It’s rooted in self-preservation. Their presence creates anxiety, and my mind becomes consumed with what is real and what is not. That constant state of mistrust steals peace, and God did not call us to live in confusion or fear. “For God is not a God of disorder but of peace” (1 Corinthians 14:33).

The deepest disappointment comes from having someone in my life who feels the need to lie instead of respecting me enough to be honest. Big or small, the size of the lie doesn’t matter the feeling of being unsafe is the same. Once trust is broken, the heart remembers.

Truth brings freedom. John 8:32 says, “Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.” Freedom doesn’t come from avoiding hard conversations; it comes from honesty, accountability, and integrity. Truth may be uncomfortable, but it heals. Lies may feel easier in the moment, but they destroy slowly and deeply.

I choose truth because I choose peace, safety, and alignment with God’s heart.

Prayer

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for being a God of truth, light, and love. Search our hearts and remove anything in us that leans toward deception, fear, or dishonesty. Help us to speak the truth in love, even when it is uncomfortable. 

Heal the places in us that have been wounded by lies and broken trust. Teach us to walk in integrity, to honor one another, and to create relationships rooted in safety and respect.

Restore peace to anxious hearts and remind us that You are our refuge and protector. May our lives reflect Your truth so that others may see You in us.

In Jesus’ name we pray,
Amen

Handling Life’s Challenges in Faith

What happens when life throws a huge wrench in your plans and changes everything?

In a split second, everything you know about life can change. It can be a sudden death, a loss of income, a relationship ending, and so much more.

That’s when the ‘why’ questions come in. Your faith feels shaken, and you begin to feel lost. The ground you once stood on no longer feels steady.

I’ve been in that place of shock, panic, and deep hurt when the rug was pulled out from under me. I remember being in many situations where my plans changed without warning. One moment I felt secure, and the next I was forced to face uncertainty head-on. I went from complete shock, to panic, and eventually to acceptance. 

Even though I wasn’t prepared for the change, all I had to fall back on was my faith and trusting that God was going to work it out for my good.

The Bible tells us, “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to Him, and He will make your paths straight” (Proverbs 3:5–6).

There’s a saying that goes, “We make plans and God laughs.” Everything I planned or thought I would do didn’t work out the way I wanted. But through it all, God in His grace made provision. What I thought went wrong was actually a setup for greatness, and for that, I am grateful. What I was once mad at God for not giving me turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

Now, when something doesn’t work out the way I saw it, I choose to look for the positive. I see it as God’s protection, His covering, and His plan for something greater and better. Scripture reminds us, “The Lord will protect you from all harm; He will watch over your life; the Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore” (Psalm 121:7–8).

When I think back on the jobs I lost, the friendships, and the relationships that didn’t work out, I can clearly see God’s hand leading me in another direction. He was positioning me to recognize my worth and my greatness in seasons where I wasn’t appreciated. What felt like rejection was actually redirection.

“A man’s heart plans his way, but the Lord directs his steps” (Proverbs 16:9).

Today, I can honestly say I am grateful for life’s challenges and for the faith that grew from them. Those difficult moments strengthened my trust in God and taught me how to rely on Him fully.

I now know that no matter what comes, God will cover me coming and going. 

So, take heart when things change. Trust His will. Stay rooted in a faith that is unshaken, and watch God work His perfect plan in your circumstances.

“Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for Him” (Psalm 37:7).

Prayer

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for being our constant in seasons of change. When life feels uncertain and our plans fall apart, help us to trust You even more. Strengthen our faith when it feels shaken, and remind us that You are always working behind the scenes for our good. Cover us in Your peace, guide our steps, and help us to see Your protection even when we don’t understand Your process. 

We surrender our plans, our fears, and our futures to You, trusting that Your way is always greater.

In Jesus’ precious name, we pray
Amen

Safe In His Arms

This weekend, Texas experienced a winter storm, and like clockwork, everyone shifted into preparation mode. Groceries were stocked, plans were adjusted, and one phrase echoed everywhere: “Stay safe.”

Hearing those words over and over stirred something deep in me. It reminded me just how important safety is not just during storms, but in every area of my life.

Safety has always been my greatest need. After everything I’ve walked through, it remains my top priority. The definition of safety is “the feeling or condition of being protected from harm physically, emotionally, or mentally.” It’s knowing you’re in an environment where you can exist, express yourself, and make choices without fear of danger or serious risk.

That definition perfectly describes what I seek in relationships and friendships. The moment my sense of safety feels threatened, I shut down and step away not out of bitterness, but out of protection. When no one else will protect me, I’ve learned to protect myself.

But the most profound safety I’ve ever known is found in God’s arms.

Being safe in His arms is unlike anything else. It’s the deep assurance that nothing can truly harm me because my Heavenly Father is watching over me. Scripture reminds us, “The Lord is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust” (Psalm 91:2). That truth gives me a confidence that cannot be shaken.

No matter what I face, I trust that God is dispatching His angels to surround me, guarding me from dangers seen and unseen. “For He will command His angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways” (Psalm 91:11). And even when the enemy tries to rise up, I stand firm on the promise that “no weapon formed against you shall prosper” (Isaiah 54:17).

The song “Safe in His Arms” beautifully echoes this truth, drawing directly from Psalm 23:

"Because the Lord is my Shepherd,
I have everything I need.
He lets me rest in the meadow’s grass
And He leads me beside the quiet stream.
He restores my failing strength
And helps me to do what honors Him—
That’s why I’m safe".

What a powerful reminder that our safety is not rooted in circumstances, people, or control but in our Shepherd.

We all need to feel safe. True safety shouldn’t be rare or complicated. A deep sense of security can and should exist in our connections with others. Being safe means looking out for one another, protecting hearts, praying for each other, offering support, and creating spaces where truth and transparency are welcomed.

God calls us to be that kind of covering for one another. “Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ” (Galatians 6:2).

Ultimately, when the world feels unstable, relationships disappoint, or fear tries to creep in, we can rest in this truth: we are always safe in His arms.

Prayer

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for being our refuge and our safe place. When the storms of life rise and fear tries to overwhelm us, remind us that we are held securely by You.

Cover us with Your peace, protect our hearts, minds, and bodies, and help us to trust You more deeply. Teach us to create safe spaces for others, reflecting Your love, grace, and compassion. We surrender every fear and every burden to You, knowing that in Your arms, we are truly safe.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen.

The Power of Celebrating Yourself

The power of celebrating myself is something I had to learn late in life.

 For many years, celebration felt unnecessary almost inappropriate when survival was the only goal. When I look back now, I can clearly see just how far I’ve come. I see a struggling single mom working three jobs, divorced, heartbroken, exhausted, and unsure how I was going to manage everything life kept placing in front of me. There were seasons when I felt like I was drowning in my own life, overwhelmed by responsibility and pain.

But God.

In His grace and mercy, He stepped in. He opened doors I never could have opened on my own and carried me when I didn’t have the strength to carry myself. “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit” (Psalm 34:18). Even when I didn’t understand what He was doing, He was working. I will never stop telling my testimony, because it is evidence that God can meet you in the middle of your mess and lead you into purpose.

Today, I get to witness something deeply meaningful. I get to watch my children step into adulthood, navigating life with growth, wisdom, and independence. My heart is filled with joy and pride as I see the fruit of obedience, perseverance, and faith both in my personal and professional life. “Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up” (Galatians 6:9). The harvest didn’t come overnight, but it came right on time.

There was a season when I felt sadness and disappointment because the people I thought would celebrate me didn’t. Instead of encouragement, there were snide remarks. Instead of congratulations, there was silence. I began to downplay my accomplishments so I wouldn’t appear boastful or make others uncomfortable. I learned to shrink my joy and minimize my growth.

But God began to teach me something important.

Celebrating yourself is not pride; it is gratitude. It is acknowledging what God has done, what He has brought you through, and who He is shaping you to be. “Let the redeemed of the Lord tell their story.” (Psalm 107:2). Today, I celebrate myself. I am proud of the woman I am becoming through faith, obedience, and hard work. I live intentionally, using the gifts God placed inside me, and I show up for myself even when others don’t.

I am learning to walk in peace and contentment regardless of what is happening around me. “I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances.” (Philippians 4:11). What I have, God gave me and I was diligent. I did the work. I stayed faithful. So, I celebrate not just the big milestones, but the small steps that no one else saw. I know what I’ve endured, and standing in this season of my life feels right.

I am no longer tolerating anything that threatens my joy or disturbs my peace. “The joy of the Lord is your strength.” (Nehemiah 8:10). Protecting your peace is not selfish, it is stewardship. Celebrating yourself honors the journey and glorifies the God who carried you through it.

A Prayer

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for Your grace that sustained me when I was tired, broken, and unsure of the next step. Thank You for every closed door that redirected me and every open door that reminded me You were still in control. Help us to honor our journeys, to celebrate the work of our hands without guilt, and to walk confidently in the purpose You’ve given us.

Teach us to protect our peace, choose joy daily, and trust You in every season. May our lives and testimonies always point back to You.

In Jesus’ name we pray,
Amen

I’m Tired

And That’s where my healing began

I’m tired.

Not the kind of tired that rest or the spa can fix, but the kind that comes from carrying emotional weight for far too long.

In my journey to live intentionally this year, I’ve come to understand that healing requires more than strength; it requires honesty. I’ve realized that I must be vulnerable and transparent about where I am in this process. And right now, the truth is simple: I’m tired.

I’m tired of people expecting the old version of me, the one who let things slide just to keep the peace. The one who silenced her pain so others could remain comfortable. The one who believed love meant endurance without reciprocity.

I’m tired of people refusing to take accountability for the hurt they caused, yet expecting me to return to business as usual. I’m tired of maintaining connections where effort was optional, where I showed up fully while my needs went unmet. 

I’m tired of people mistaking my silence for acceptance, when in truth, silence was simply me choosing wisdom over exhaustion.

Scripture reminds us, “Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it” (Proverbs 4:23). Guarding my heart meant learning when to speak, when to step back, and when to walk away.

I’m tired of being expected to remain available for others when love, respect, and trust have already left the room. 

I’m tired of being asked to stay where God has clearly shown me it is no longer safe or fruitful. “Do not be misled: Bad company corrupts good character” (1 Corinthians 15:33). Distance isn’t bitterness — it’s obedience.

The truth is, the old me, the one who needed validation, approval, or permission is no longer here. I’ve done the work in therapy. I’ve sat with God in uncomfortable places. I’ve allowed Him to expose wounds, heal trauma, and rebuild me from the inside out. I’ve recognized my worth. I no longer question what I feel. I know who I am and what I bring to the table.

And that confidence didn’t come from pride, it came from surrender.

“Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?” (Isaiah 43:19). God didn’t heal me so I could keep bleeding for people who refuse to grow. He healed me so I could walk in freedom.

So, if you’re experiencing the new me, welcome to my healing. You’re welcome to stay and honor this version of me or you’re free to leave. Either way, I’m at peace. I’ve evolved. I’m healing. And I’m learning to love this side of self-empowerment that God Himself nurtured.

This isn’t hardness - it’s wholeness.

This isn’t rebellion - it’s restoration.

This isn’t selfish - it’s stewardship of the life God entrusted to me.

“He restores my soul; He leads me in paths of righteousness for His name’s sake” (Psalm 23:3).

A Prayer for the Weary and Healing Heart

Father God,

You see the exhaustion behind our smiles and the honesty it takes to admit when we are tired. Thank You for meeting us right where we are not where we pretend to be. Help us to walk intentionally, even when our strength feels low, and to trust that vulnerability is not weakness but a doorway to Your grace.

Teach us to guard our hearts without closing them, to love without losing ourselves, and to walk away without bitterness. Remind us that healing is holy and boundaries are biblical. Give us peace when we choose obedience over people-pleasing and courage when letting go feels lonely.

We trust the new thing You are doing in us. Continue to restore, renew, and reclaim every part of our identity in You.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen

Spiritual Village

They say, “It takes a village to raise a family.” But what about a spiritual village?

So many of us are walking through life carrying heavy burdens, grief, disappointment, anxiety, betrayal and yet we feel like there is no safe place to land and no one to reach out to. 

I know this personally. I’ve watched people, including myself, go through painful seasons while feeling completely alone, even while surrounded by church walls.

For many, church hurt has created deep wounds. Instead of finding refuge, people have encountered gossip; instead of grace, correction without compassion; and prayers that felt more performative than personal. 

Too often, the heart of Christ is missing, and a servant’s heart is replaced with judgment. When that happens, the place meant to heal becomes the place that harms.

There was a season when I believed I had a village, a spiritual family I could lean on. When that fell apart without warning, I felt lost and confused, but I wasn’t deterred. I made a decision to trust God with my healing and with my discernment. I asked Him to rebuild what was broken and to show me what true spiritual community really looks like.

Scripture reminds us that we can go directly to God with our requests: “Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need” (Hebrews 4:16). Yet the Bible also tells us, “Do not forsake the assembling of ourselves together” (Hebrews 10:25). This creates a tension many believers feel deeply; what happens when the hurt and betrayal are directly tied to the assembly itself?

The truth is, God never intended community to be a place of harm. The early church was built on shared lives, shared burdens, and shared love. “They devoted themselves to the apostles’ teaching and to fellowship… All the believers were together and had everything in common” (Acts 2:42–44). This was not perfection, but it was presence. Not performance, but participation.

I do believe it is possible to find or even build a true spiritual village, though it may be rare. A spiritual village isn’t defined by titles, platforms, or proximity. It’s defined by fruit. Love that covers. Grace that restores. Accountability that heals instead of humiliates. “By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another” (John 13:35).

Creating a safe, loving, and spiritual village starts with us. It requires humility, discernment, and intentionality. It looks like being slow to speak and quick to listen (James 1:19). It means carrying one another’s burdens (Galatians 6:2) and choosing prayer over gossip. It’s showing up consistently, even when it’s inconvenient. And most importantly, it’s allowing Christ to be the center, not our egos, wounds, or opinions.

If you’ve been hurt, know this: God sees you. He is not intimidated by your pain or offended by your questions. He is gentle with the brokenhearted and faithful to restore what people mishandled. As you heal, trust Him to bring the right people into your life those who reflect His heart and walk with integrity.

A spiritual village may not look like what you imagined, but when it’s built on love, truth, and Christ, it will be exactly what you need.

Prayer

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for being our refuge when people fail us. Thank You for hearing our cries and holding our hearts when we feel alone. Heal every wound caused by betrayal, rejection, and misunderstanding within Your church. Restore our trust in You first, and then teach us how to trust wisely again.

Lord, help us to build spiritual villages that reflect Your heart safe places marked by love, humility, prayer, and truth. Give us discernment to recognize genuine community and courage to be vessels of grace for others. Where there has been hurt, bring healing. Where there has been isolation, bring connection.

We surrender our expectations to You and ask You to lead us into relationships that honor You and nurture our souls.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen.

The Difference Between Admiration and Idolatry in the Church

Have you ever walked into a church where the pastor is treated like a king?

The admiration is loud. The loyalty is fierce. People hang on to every word spoken from the pulpit sometimes without ever opening their own Bible.

Let me be clear: honoring spiritual leadership is biblical. Scripture tells us to respect those who labor in teaching and shepherding God’s people (1 Thessalonians 5:12–13). But there is a fine, dangerous line between respect and reverence between admiration and idolatry.

And the question we must ask ourselves is this: when does honor cross into idolizing?

When Admiration Replaces Accountability

Pastors, leaders, and ministers are human just like you and me. Full of grace, yes, but also full of flaws. We often see them once or twice a week, beautifully presented, anointed behind a microphone. But we don’t see how they live their everyday lives. We don’t know whether what they preach on Sunday is what they practice on Monday.

The Bible warns us clearly about idolatry. One of the most striking examples is the golden calf (Exodus 32). The people wanted something visible, something tangible to worship something they could associate with God rather than trusting God Himself. That same human tendency still exists today.

When we elevate people to a place only God should occupy when we follow every move, defend every action, and refuse to question anything we place them on a pedestal that was never meant for flesh and blood.

“You shall have no other gods before me.” — Exodus 20:3

When Leaders Fall and Faith Is Shaken

Every time a scandal surfaces behind the pulpit, many people get angry at God. Others blame “religion” altogether. And while church hurt is real and deeply painful, we must remember what Scripture already told us:

“Many are called, but few are chosen.” — Matthew 22:14

Not everyone who can preach has a shepherd’s heart. Not everyone who can quote Scripture lives surrendered to it. Not everyone who can pray, speak in tongues, or move a crowd is walking in humility and obedience.

Sometimes ego disguises itself as anointing.

Sometimes narcissism hides behind charisma.

Sometimes influence replaces integrity.

And when humanity eventually shows as it always does, we feel betrayed.

I’ve seen it more than once. I’ve been hurt by church too. But because my faith was rooted in God, not people, I was able to heal and move forward.

“Cursed is the one who trusts in man, who draws strength from mere flesh.” — Jeremiah 17:5

Faith Anchored in God Alone

Watching pastors and their families fall from grace is heartbreaking. It reminds us that the times we are living in require us to be intentional and vigilant. Salvation claims, spiritual gifts, and biblical knowledge do not automatically equal Christlike character.

We are called to discern not judge, but discern.

“Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are from God.” — 1 John 4:1

Jesus Himself warned us that we would encounter wolves in sheep’s clothing. That doesn’t mean we live suspiciously but wisely.

“My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me.” — John 10:27

The more we know His voice, the less likely we are to confuse it with someone else’s.

A Call Back to Balance

We are in this world, but not of it (John 17:16). Our loyalty belongs to Christ alone. Leaders are guides not gods. Vessels not the source. When we admire them, it should always point us back to Jesus, not replace Him.

May we be a people who love deeply, honor wisely, and follow faithfully without ever surrendering our discernment.

Prayer

Father God,

We come before You with humble hearts. Forgive us for the times we have placed people on pedestals meant only for You. Teach us to honor leadership without idolizing it, to love Your servants without losing sight of the Servant King Jesus.

Give us discernment in this season. Help us recognize Your voice above all others. Heal those wounded by church hurt, and restore faith that has been shaken by human failure. Anchor our trust in You alone, the One who never fails.

Create in us clean hearts, sharpen our spiritual vision, and help us walk in truth, humility, and love.

We choose You above all else.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen

The Power of saying ‘No’

Do you ever find yourself saying yes to things you knew, deep down, should have been a no?

Many of us have been there, overextending ourselves, overcommitting our time, our energy, and even our emotions. We say yes because we don’t want to disappoint. We say yes because we don’t want to hurt feelings. We say yes because guilt whispers louder than wisdom. And then we’re left drained, frustrated, exhausted, and sometimes even resentful not because others asked too much, but because we didn’t honor what our spirit was already telling us.

On my journey of intentional living, God has been teaching me the holy discipline of discernment. I’m learning that every yes costs something, and not every opportunity is an assignment. Saying no is not a sign of selfishness, it’s a sign of stewardship.

The Bible reminds us in Matthew 5:37, “Let your ‘Yes’ be yes, and your ‘No,’ no.” Scripture doesn’t call us to overexplain or justify our boundaries. There is power and clarity in simplicity. If I don’t have to explain my yes, then I shouldn’t be required to explain my no. “No” is a complete sentence.

Jesus Himself modeled this. He often withdrew from the crowds, even when needs were great, to pray and rest (Luke 5:16). He understood that constantly pouring out without refilling leads to depletion. If the Son of God needed boundaries, how much more do we?

Saying no to what drains you is saying yes to what restores you. It’s choosing peace over people-pleasing. It’s choosing obedience over obligation. Galatians 1:10 asks us plainly: “Am I now trying to win the approval of human beings, or of God?” When we live to please everyone, we often end up betraying ourselves and ignoring God’s gentle nudging in our spirit.

There are times when something looks good on the outside, but it doesn’t sit well within. That discomfort is often discernment at work. Colossians 3:15 encourages us to “let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts.” If peace isn’t present, permission may not be either.

I’m learning that preserving my peace is not optional it’s necessary. I’m no longer saying yes out of guilt, fear, or obligation. I’m saying yes to alignment. Yes, to rest. Yes, to purpose. And no to anything that disrupts the peace God worked so hard to restore in me.

Saying no doesn’t make you unkind. It makes you honest. It makes you healthy. It makes room for God to do what only He can without you burning out in the process.

A Prayer

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for reminding me that my worth is not found in how much I do for others, but in who I am in You. Teach me to discern when to say yes and give me the courage to say no without guilt or fear. Help me to honor the peace You have placed in my heart and to trust that obedience to You is more important than approval from people. Guard my spirit, renew my strength, and help me live intentionally aligned with Your will and led by Your peace.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen

Choosing Growth Over Reaction

Becoming a Vessel of Love and Peace

In this season of my life, I find myself standing my ground more than ever before especially when people do or say things that are hurtful or disrespectful. I am learning that standing firm does not always require raising my voice, defending my intentions, or proving my point. Sometimes, it simply means knowing who I am, whose I am, and refusing to allow careless words to steal the peace God has worked so hard to establish within me.

People can be incredibly thoughtless and passive with the way they speak. Often, words are released without reflection, without prayer, without consideration for how deeply they may affect someone else. We live in a culture that applauds “speaking your truth,” yet there is a very thin line between honesty and cruelty, between boldness and being heartless. Truth without love does not heal, it wounds. And love without wisdom can become silence when God calls us to discernment.

Scripture reminds us of the balance God desires for His people:

“Instead, speaking the truth in love, we will grow to become in every respect the mature body of Him who is the head, that is, Christ.”

—Ephesians 4:15

There is nothing wrong with standing up for what you believe in. There is nothing wrong with setting boundaries or protecting your heart. Boundaries are not walls; they are safeguards. But awareness must be present. Wisdom must lead. Love must always be the filter through which our words and actions pass.

Recently, three people I know took a simple, genuine comment and responded with such a passive aggressive manner that it took everything in me to hold my tongue. I won’t pretend their words didn’t hurt; they did. Words have a way of lingering, replaying themselves in our minds long after the moment has passed. In that instant, my flesh wanted to respond quickly, sharply, and defensively. I wanted to correct them, explain myself, and make sure they understood the impact of their words.

But I knew that responding from a wounded place would only deepen the pain and pull me out of alignment with who God is shaping me to be.

So instead, I stepped back. I paused. I prayed. I chose not to respond in the flesh.

“Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everyone.”

—Romans 12:17

This pause was not weakness it was obedience. It was an act of trust. Trust that God sees. Trust that He hears. Trust that He is my defender, even when I choose silence.

Our words hold incredible power. They can affirm or crush, heal or harm, restore or destroy. Scripture makes this unmistakably clear:

“The tongue has the power of life and death.”

—Proverbs 18:21

How many people have been wounded because someone spoke without thinking? How many hearts carry scars from words that were spoken casually but landed heavily? And if we are honest, how many times have we ourselves spoken from emotion rather than wisdom?

As I strive to live intentionally, I am learning to create a sacred space within myself a space guarded by prayer, discernment, and self-control. A space where hurtful actions and careless comments no longer have authority or permission to linger. This doesn’t mean the pain disappears instantly. It means I refuse to allow pain to dictate my behavior or define my response.

Real growth for me this year looks like choosing maturity over impulse. It means becoming proactive instead of reactive. It means learning to pause, pray, and process before responding. I am choosing not to let old triggers, past wounds, or emotional reactions push me to lash out or return negativity with negativity.

“Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry.”

—James 1:19

This kind of growth is not easy. It requires surrender. It requires humility. It requires daily dependence on God. But it is necessary if I am to become the woman He is calling me to be.

My goal is not perfection, but progression. I want to grow daily so that I can be a better vessel, one that carries love instead of offense, peace instead of bitterness, grace instead of retaliation. I want my life to reflect Christ, especially in moments when silence, patience, and self-control speak louder than words ever could.

A Prayer for Growth, Wisdom, and Peace

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for the work You are doing in my heart. Thank You for every lesson, every stretching moment, and every opportunity to choose You over my flesh. Lord, help me to be slow to speak and quick to listen. Guard my tongue and soften my heart so that my words reflect Your love and not my emotions.

Teach me to respond with wisdom instead of reaction, with grace instead of defensiveness, and with peace instead of pride. When I am hurt, remind me that You are my defender. When I am triggered, anchor me in Your truth. Help me to pause, pray, and trust You with what I cannot control.

Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me. Make me a vessel of love, peace, and compassion in a world that so desperately needs it.

 May my life point others to You, not just in what I say, but in how I respond.

I surrender my words, my reactions, and my growth to You.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen

Seeking God's Plan with Intentional Prayer

Trusting the Path He Has Prepared

As we start the new year in a world full of choices, noise, and comparison, many of us wrestle with the same heartfelt question: “Lord, what is Your plan for my life?” Whether you’re navigating a new season, recovering from disappointment, or standing at a crossroads, the desire to know God's will can be both urgent and overwhelming.

In my book, Reclaim, Restore, Rediscover, I share how my own journey to clarity didn’t begin with answers it began with surrender. I learned that God’s plan isn’t a secret to be solved, but a path revealed through relationship. And that relationship deepens through intentional prayer.

There is Power in Intentional Prayer

Too often, we approach prayer like a quick transaction: we speak, hope for a sign, and move on. But God invites us into more. He desires conversation, not just consultation. Jeremiah 29:11-13 speaks powerfully to this truth:

“‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you.

You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.’”

God’s plan is rooted in hope, not fear; in peace, not pressure. But notice the condition, you will find Me when you seek Me with all your heart. That’s what intentional prayer does: it positions our heart to truly hear from Him.

How to Seek God’s Plan with Intention

In my book, I describe the transformation that happened when I stopped praying for answers and started praying for alignment. I stopped chasing outcomes and started pursuing the presence of God.

Here are some practical steps to help you seek His plan intentionally:

1. Be Still and Make Space

Set aside quiet time daily. God doesn’t shout over chaos. Stillness invites His voice.

2. Ask Specific Questions

Rather than vague prayers like “God, help me,” ask: “Lord, what do You want to show me in this season?” “What step should I take next?”

3. Write What You Hear

Keep a prayer journal. As you pray and read Scripture, write what God places on your heart even if it doesn’t make sense yet.

4. Align with the Word

God’s will never contradict His Word. Let Scripture shape your prayers and confirm your next steps.

5. Be Patient in the Process

God’s timing is part of His plan. Waiting isn’t punishment it’s preparation.

Take time in this season to intentionally seek Him, trust Him, surrender to Him and you will see His hands in a way that will transform your heart and mind in Christ Jesus. 

If you're seeking clarity, don’t chase the plan chase the Planner. God isn’t hiding His will from you; He’s drawing you closer to discover it with Him.

A Prayer for Divine Direction

Heavenly Father,

We long to walk in the fullness of Your plan for our lives.

Silence the noise of doubt, fear, and comparison so we can hear You clearly.

Teach us to pray with purpose and seek You with our whole heart.

Help us to trust that Your plan is greater than our understanding, and Your timing is perfect.

Align out steps with Your will, and give us peace as we wait, listen, and follow.

We reclaim our confidence in You, restore our commitment to prayer, and rediscover our purpose in Your presence.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen

Living Intentionally

A New Year, A New Alignment

As a new year begins, it offers us more than a fresh calendar it offers a sacred invitation. An invitation to pause, reflect, and choose how we want to live. Not on autopilot. Not by default. But with intention.

To live intentionally is to live awake. It means recognizing that our time, energy, words, habits, and mindset are precious gifts from God. Scripture reminds us, “Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom” (Psalm 90:12). Each day matters. Each choice matters.

Learning what I want in my life has been a struggle. Getting to know who I am and standing in my truth is not easy. There were seasons where I silenced my own voice to please others, where I dimmed my light to fit expectations that were never meant for me. But this journey though uncomfortable has been holy.

I am learning to choose myself.

To choose my happiness.

To choose joy.

And most importantly, I am learning to walk boldly in the path that God has set for me. That path, God’s path is pure freedom.

The Bible tells us, “For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do” (Ephesians 2:10). There is a divine purpose woven into who we are. When we live intentionally, we align ourselves with that purpose instead of drifting through life reacting to everything around us.

This year, I am being intentional with my mindset. “Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind” (Romans 12:2). I am choosing thoughts that bring life, hope, and faith.

I am being intentional with my boundaries. No longer will I allow the opinions of others or the negativity that sometimes surrounds me to dictate how I see myself or how I live. God did not call me to live in fear or approval-seeking. “For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, love, and a sound mind” (2 Timothy 1:7).

I am being intentional with my actions and habits because small daily choices shape big futures. “Commit your work to the Lord, and your plans will be established” (Proverbs 16:3).

This year, I am intentionally choosing to live boldly, with no apology.

Not arrogantly.

Not selfishly.

But confidently rooted in who God says I am.

When we choose intention, we choose alignment. When we choose alignment, we choose peace. And when we choose God daily, we discover that obedience and authenticity are not restrictions they are freedom.

A Prayer for the New Year

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for the gift of a new year and the grace that carried us through the last one. Thank You for meeting us in our confusion, our growth, and our becoming. As we step into this new season, help us to live intentionally on purpose, with courage, and with faith.

Teach us to choose what aligns with Your will. Give us the strength to release what no longer serves us and the wisdom to walk boldly in our truth. Guard our hearts from negativity, comparison, and fear. Renew our minds and anchor our confidence in You alone.

Lord, help us choose joy, peace, and obedience daily. May we trust the path You’ve set before us, even when it’s unfamiliar. And may we live unapologetically as who You created us to be.

We place this year in Your hands, knowing that where You lead, freedom follows.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen

Wishing you all a very happy and blessed New Year!!

“You Are my hiding place”

As we come close to the end of our series, I want to share another one of my favorite worship songs. “You Are My Hiding Place” by the group Selah is a song that reminds me again that God is not distant or indifferent; He is a refuge, a safe place in the middle of life’s fiercest storms. The very title comes alive in Psalm 32:7:

You are my hiding place; You will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance. Selah.  Psalm 32:7 

This song speaks of the God who shelters us when fear tries to overwhelm, when the enemy whispers lies, when hurt and anger try to hold our souls in bondage. It doesn’t promise that trouble won’t come but that God Himself will be our covering when it does.

Today, I’m so thankful for a God who is my hiding place. On the days when fear crushed my spirit, when hurt made my heart ache, and when anger seemed stronger than peace, He covered me. His presence steadied my shaking soul. His love quieted the storm inside. His peace became my song.

Just as the psalmist ran to God when the waves rose, so have I learned to run not in fear, but in faith. And in that secret place with Him, I’ve felt strength rise in weakness, courage in doubt, and joy in surrender.

And so, whenever you are facing those though battles just take breath, close your eyes and let your heart be reminded of your hiding place in God's loving arms.

A Prayer for Your Soul

Heavenly Father,

Thank You that You are our hiding place, our refuge, our strength, and our song of deliverance. When fear tries to overwhelm us, remind our hearts of Your promises. When the enemy threatens our peace, shelter us under Your wings.

Surround us with Your presence and fill us with songs of hope that only You can give.

Lord, may we trust You more each day not in our own strength, but in Yours. May Your Word be our comfort, Your Spirit be our guide, and Your love be the shelter where our souls find rest.

We surrender every fear, every burden, and every hurt into Your hands. Teach us to live each moment rooted in You, and may our lives like this song reflect Your faithfulness in every season.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen

“O, Holy Night”

As we celebrate the birth of our Savior this week, the song I want to share is “O Holy Night.” This song touches my soul in a deeply personal way. Every Christmas, whenever my mom and I are together, we sing it - in French, of course (Minuit Chretiens). It has become more than a tradition; it’s a sacred moment between us, a reminder of faith passed down, love shared, and hope renewed.

“O Holy Night” always brings me back to the heart of Christmas. It reminds me what an extraordinary gift the birth of Jesus truly was. When I strip away all the hustle and bustle of the season the shopping, the spending, the packed schedules, and even the frustrations that seem to come along with modern-day holidays I’m left with something beautifully simple and profoundly powerful: the story of a Savior born for us.

So often we hear the phrase, “Jesus is the reason for the season.” It’s printed on mugs, signs, and Christmas cards. But it’s meant to be more than a catchy saying. It’s meant to be a truth that settles deep in our hearts. Christmas is not just a celebration it’s a declaration. God stepped into our broken world, wrapped in flesh, full of grace and truth.

The words of this song echo the miracle so perfectly:

“Long lay the world in sin and error pining
’Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth.”

What a line. The soul felt its worth. That is the message of Christmas. Jesus’ birth declared our worth before we ever earned it. Scripture tells us, “For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given” (Isaiah 9:6). And in that gift, hope was born.

“A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices”.

How many weary souls are there today? Tired from life, burdened by loss, uncertainty, or pain. Yet Christmas reminds us that hope is not a feeling it is a Person. “The people walking in darkness have seen a great light” (Isaiah 9:2). That light still shines.

When the song calls us to “fall on your knees,” it’s more than poetic language. It’s an invitation to surrender, to worship, to remember that we are not alone. The angels proclaimed it that holy night: “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people” (Luke 2:10–11).

This is why Christmas matters. This is why the night was truly divine.

Today, my prayer is that we would pause. That we would quiet the noise, lift our eyes, and let our souls remember their worth. That we would not just celebrate Christmas, but encounter Christ.

A Christmas Prayer

Lord Jesus,

Thank You for coming into our world as a humble child, for stepping into our darkness and bringing Your glorious light. Thank You for reminding us of our worth, not by what we do, but by who You are. As we celebrate Your birth today, help us to see beyond the distractions and focus on the miracle of Emmanuel God with us. Fill weary hearts with hope, anxious minds with peace, and homes with Your love. May our lives reflect the joy of that holy night, not just today, but every day.

We fall on our knees in gratitude and worship.

Amen

“He Knows My Name”

This new song for the series is one that reaches deep into the places where identity is formed and belonging is sealed. Every time I hear it, I’m taken back to my childhood and a story my paternal grandmother used to tell me with so much pride.

She would say that when I was born, she didn’t know at first. But the moment she found out about me; she went looking for me. And when she finally saw me she knew I was hers, but I didn’t carry the family’s last name so she took me home with her and made sure it was changed.

 Every time I heard that story, I felt chosen. Claimed. Known. That name wasn’t just paperwork; it was a declaration that I belonged, that I was hers, that my place in the family was secure.

That is exactly how “He Knows My Name” makes me feel.

“He knows my name
Yes, He knows my name
And oh, how He walks with me
And oh, how He talks with meAnd oh, how He tells me

That I am His own”

For me, knowing who I belong to is deeply tied to my identity. My grandmother gave me the gift of belonging something I still hold onto today. And if knowing who I belong to in my earthly family meant that much, imagine the honor of belonging to the Most High God.

Scripture reminds us of this truth again and again:

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart.” (Jeremiah 1:5)

“Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name; you are Mine.” (Isaiah 43:1)

“See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God!” (1 John 3:1)

God doesn’t just know about us He knows us intimately. He knows our name, our story, our wounds, and our purpose. His love for us existed before we took our first breath, before anyone else could claim us. He tells us, just as clearly as my grandmother did through her actions, “You belong to Me.” I will forever be grateful to her for showing me her love through some a bold act. My last name, the name my father and my grandparents share is the bond that sealed our connection. 

This song is a reminder that our identity is not rooted in circumstances, titles, or approval from people. Our identity is anchored in Him. We are His chosen, claimed, and deeply loved.

Prayer

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for knowing my name and calling me Your own. Thank You for loving me before I was formed, for choosing me, and for giving me a place in Your family. When I forget who I am or where I belong, remind me that I am Yours. Walk with me, talk with me, and let Your voice be louder than every doubt. Help me to live confidently in the identity You’ve given me as Your child, loved and secure in You.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen

“Hallelujah - Salvation and Glory!”

As I continue with our series, more songs are coming to mind. I know I won't get to all of them so here's the next one.

This particular song feels less like music but more like a doorway to worship. The first few notes open something deep inside, places where words alone can’t reach. In those moments, I’m reminded that worship isn’t about performance; it’s about presence. It’s about the soul finally exhaling and remembering who God is and who we are in Him.

This week, the word Hallelujah has been resting heavy and holy on my heart.

Recently, I heard this song again and it touched my heart in a way I can’t ignore. It reminded me of the sheer power of praising God, especially when praise rises from a place of remembrance. Hallelujah is the highest form of praise, and for me, it is not just a word it is a response.

Not as a casual phrase we sing on autopilot, but as a declaration forged in awe.

Hallelujah, salvation and glory and honor and power belong to the Lord our God.

When I sing or hear these words, I don’t imagine perfection or ease. I picture a weary heart lifting its eyes anyway. I picture praise rising not because life is simple, but because God is sovereign. Omnipotent. Mighty beyond comprehension. Wonderful beyond language.

There are days when my faith feels strong and steady, and days when it feels like a whisper. Yet this truth remains unchanged: the Lord our God reigns. Not part-time. Not situationally. Fully. Eternally.

Songs that touch the soul remind us that heaven is not silent. Revelation gives us a glimpse of a great multitude crying out with one voice not out of obligation, but out of overwhelming recognition of God’s glory. Praise erupts naturally when we truly see Him.

And maybe that’s why Hallelujah moves us so deeply. It pulls our focus off ourselves and re-centers it on the One who saves, restores, and reigns. It invites us to join a song that began long before us and will continue long after.

Being grateful is one of the purest ways we express our love to God. Scripture reminds us, “Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; His love endures forever” (Psalm 107:1). When I think back on all the things He has done for me, every rescue, every moment of grace, my heart becomes so full with gratitude that praise is the only fitting response.

If you’ve ever heard my testimony or know me personally, then you understand why this song feels like a love song to me.

Yes, the Lord, our God is omnipotent. The Lord, our God, He is wonderful. All praises be to the King of kings And the Lord, our God.

He is worthy of my praise because He brought me back from the very edge from darkness, depression, despair, and places I once thought I’d never escape. The Word says, “He brought them out of darkness, the utter darkness, and broke away their chains” (Psalm 107:14). That verse is not theory for me it is lived truth.

From where I was to where I am now, I cannot remain silent. I have to praise Him with everything in me. Like the song says:

And we’re standing here only because You made a way.

And He did. When there was no path, God made a way (Isaiah 43:19). My life is evidence that His power is real and His mercy is personal.

Even when we don’t have the strength for many words, Hallelujah is enough.

Because it carries surrender. Because it carries trust. Because it carries hope.

Today, I don’t just sing Hallelujah, I testify.

I praise God because I remember where He found me and where He has brought me. I remember nights filled with heaviness, seasons marked by depression and despair, moments where the darkness felt closer than hope. And yet, God met me there. The Bible says, “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit” (Psalm 34:18), and I know this to be true because He did it for me.

When I declare that the Lord our God is omnipotent and wonderful, I’m not repeating lyrics I’m recounting deliverance. I am standing here only because God made a way. “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him” (Romans 8:28). What the enemy meant for harm, God used for healing.

So today, let your praise come from remembrance. Let gratitude rise louder than fear. If God has ever carried you, restored you, or rescued you then you already have a song. And sometimes that song is simply:

Hallelujah!

A Prayer of Hallelujah

Lord our God,

Today we lift our voices with heaven and declare: Hallelujah.

Salvation is Yours. Glory is Yours. Honor and power belong to You alone.

You are mighty when we feel weak. You are omnipotent when our world feels out of control. You are wonderful beyond what we can explain or imagine.

Teach our hearts to praise You not only when the music is loud, but when life is quiet, uncertain, or heavy.

Let our Hallelujah rise from gratitude, from trust, and from the deep knowing that You reign forever.

We join the song of heaven and say again: Hallelujah to the Lord our God Almighty.

Amen.

“He Walks With me”

Growing up, the only type of music and songs I was allowed to sing or listen to were gospel. Between Sunday morning worship, choir rehearsal and melodies that filled the sanctuary, music spoke to my spirit long before I understood their meaning. Gospel songs became part of my heartbeat. Even now, certain songs rise up at just the right moment, reminding me of God’s faithfulness and presence.

The next song in this series, "He Walks With Me", has ministered to me deeply over the years. When I was younger, I sang it because it was familiar. I knew the tune, I knew the words—but I didn’t yet know the God behind them.

As I grew older, I walked through seasons where loneliness became a silent companion. I’ve been in rooms full of people and still felt invisible. I tried filling that emptiness with things, people, and moments that brought temporary distraction but not lasting peace.

Scripture teaches us that only God can satisfy the emptiness of the human heart. Psalm 107:9 declares, “For He satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with good things.” And that’s exactly what He did for me.

It wasn’t until I invited God into those hollow places that I truly began to understand what it means that He walks with me and talks with me. This truth echoes God’s promise in Isaiah 41:10: “Do not fear, for I am with you… I will strengthen you and help you.”

God’s presence is personal. Close. Intimate. The same God who walked with Adam in the garden (Genesis 3:8) and led Israel by a cloud by day and fire by night (Exodus 13:21) walks with us today through His Spirit.

His voice still calms storms just as Jesus calmed the wind and waves in Mark 4:39. His presence still brings peace that surpasses understanding (Philippians 4:7). And when He speaks to our hearts, the noise of the world seems to quiet itself just like the song says, His voice is so sweet that even creation pauses to listen.

Now when I think about the lyrics, I don’t just hear a melody I feel the truth of Psalm 23:4:

“Even though I walk through the valley… You are with me.”

This walk with God doesn’t remove challenges, but it reshapes our journey. When you know God is with you, every valley becomes bearable and every mountain becomes climbable. His companionship changes everything.

Prayer

Father, thank You for being the God who walks with us. Thank You for Your promise that You will never leave us nor forsake us (Deuteronomy 31:6). Fill every empty space within us with Your presence and Your peace. Teach us to hear Your voice and trust Your guidance. Help us rest in the truth that we are Yours, and You are with us in every moment. May Your joy, Your comfort, and Your melody stay with us today and always.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen

“I Understand”

Songs that Speak To My soul: When God Speaks Into Your Silence

As we continue our series, I want to share my next song. Smokie Norful’s “I Understand” is one of those rare, sacred songs that doesn’t just play in your ears… it ministers to the soul.

I still remember the first time I heard it. I was in the middle of a storm I didn’t have the strength to name. Life felt heavy. Responsibilities were piling up. My prayers felt unanswered. And my heart felt like it was stretching under a weight it couldn’t bear.

Then I heard a song that literally snatched my soul, the opening line hit me like a mirror held up to my spirit:

“Sometimes I feel like giving up,

It seems like my best just ain’t good enough…”

I wasn’t just listening to a song

I was listening to the cry of my own heart.

WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE GOD IS SILENT

There’s a certain ache that comes when you start to wonder if God hears you at all. When you pray, but heaven seems still. When you call out yet receive no immediate answer.

The lyric continues:

“Lord, if You hear me, I’m calling You.

Do You see, do You care about what I’m going through?”

How many of us have prayed that exact prayer, maybe not with those exact words, but with the same desperation?

The Bible is full of moments when God’s people asked this same question:

“How long, Lord? Will You forget me forever?” — Psalm 13:1

“Why do You hide Your face from me?” — Psalm 88:14

“My tears have been my food day and night…” — Psalm 42:3

Even David, a man after God’s own heart felt seasons of silence. That alone reminds us that feeling overwhelmed or unheard doesn’t make us weak; it makes us human.

THE SHIFT WHEN GOD SPEAKS

But then the song shifts. The tone softens. The melody grows warm. And suddenly, it’s as though God Himself steps into the lyrics and whispers:

“One more day, one more step…

I’m preparing you for Myself.”

Those words carried me.

Scripture echoes the same message:

“The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.” — Exodus 14:14

“I will never leave you nor forsake you.” — Hebrews 13:5

“Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you.” — Jeremiah 1:5

God doesn’t just see what we’re facing

He is actively shaping, strengthening, and preparing us through it.

Then comes the line that still brings tears to my eyes:

“When you can’t hear My voice,

Please trust My plan.

I’m the Lord, I see, and yes, I understand.”

This is the essence of faith.

Faith is not always about hearing God

sometimes it’s about trusting Him in the silence.

Even when we don’t feel Him, God is present.

Even when we don’t see movement, God is working.

Even when we don’t hear answers, God is planning something greater.

This is the heartbeat of Romans 8:28:

“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him…”

HE UNDERSTANDS TRULY

What comforts me most about this song is the reminder that Jesus is not distant from our pain. Scripture tells us:

“We do not have a High Priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses…” — Hebrews 4:15

Jesus knows what it feels like to be tired.

He knows what it feels like to be overwhelmed.

He knows what it feels like to cry out, “Father, why?”

He understands us deeply, tenderly, completely.

Smokie Norful captured that truth so beautifully through this song.

It is a reminder that God is not limited by silence.

He is not late.

He is not overlooking your struggle.

He sees.

He knows.

He understands.

And He is working it out.

Prayer

Father, in the moments when life feels overwhelming and Your voice seems distant, remind us that Your presence has never left us. Teach us to trust Your plan even when we cannot trace Your hand. Thank You for understanding every tear, every fear, and every silent prayer. Strengthen our hearts to take “one more day, one more step,” knowing that You are preparing us for greater things. Wrap us in Your peace, renew our hope, and let Your love carry us through every season.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen