Learning to exchange our thoughts for His There are days when my thoughts are not particularly helpful. I can wake up peaceful and, within minutes, find my mind running ahead of me — rehearsing a conversation, anticipating an outcome, worrying about someone I love, trying to solve something that hasn’t even happened yet. And if…
A reminder for when the field still looks empty. My dear friend, Harvest is coming. I know there are days when you wonder whether some of the seeds you have sown will ever become anything you can see. Seeds of prayer.Seeds of obedience.Seeds of forgiveness.Seeds of showing up when you would rather have withdrawn.Seeds of…
There is a particular kind of hesitation that creeps into prayer. You know the one. You bring your request to God, and somewhere between your heart and your words, doubt slips in. Is He really listening? Am I asking the right way? Will this even change anything? So you soften your prayers. You hedge them….
“The Lord will always guide you; He will satisfy your soul in dry places and strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail.” — Isaiah 58:11 There is a picture God paints throughout Scripture that has captivated my heart. Not of a woman who is striving….
There is a kind of tired that has nothing to do with sleep. It’s the tired of a woman who has been reaching for God — straining toward Him, trying to get close enough, good enough, still enough to feel Him. She reads the verse. She prays the prayer. She waits for the nearness to…
There is a fight most of us know too well. The fight against the same weakness, again. The unbelief that creeps back in after you thought you’d dealt with it. The critical words — spoken about someone, or about yourself — that you didn’t mean to say but said anyway. The toxic posture toward a…
There is a position you already hold. Not one you are striving toward. Not one you will earn if you pray hard enough, serve long enough, get disciplined enough. A position that is already yours, right now, because of what He did — not what you do. “God raised us up with Christ and seated…
Identity begins in love, not in achievement. There is something profoundly healing about returning to the place where God first speaks over our lives. Not where people named us.Not where pain shaped us.Not where disappointment rewrote our story. But where He did. For so many years, I believed my identity was something I needed to…
There is a stillness God has been inviting me into. Not the stillness of having nothing to carry. I still carry my children. I still carry decisions, seasons, unanswered things. But underneath the carrying, He has been asking me to lay down the striving. To stop working so hard to hold what was never mine…
There is a difference between being used by God and being trusted by Him. Anyone can be used. Power shows up in strange places, in unlikely hands, for a moment, for a season, for a purpose bigger than the person carrying it. But trust is different. Trust is not given for a moment — it’s…
