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Trusting the Conductor
Have you ever found yourself comparing your life to someone else’s—not just the big things, but the everyday stuff? Yeah. Me too. 🙋🏾♀️ I’ve watched people post anniversary pics with captions like “married to my best friend,” while I’m praying just to have one week without tension in my house. I’ve seen other people’s kids hitting milestones, smiling in graduation photos, while mine are wrestling with real struggles—mental health, life choices, healing. And I will not lie—sometimes it feels like their lives are moving forward while mine is trying to catch its breath. It’s sneaky, the way comparison shows up. It doesn’t always barge in with flashing lights—it often whispers:…
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A Declaration of Peace
I haven’t always walked in peace. There have been times in my life when I’ve walked right on the edge – reactive, overextended, bracing for the next emotional hit. Peace was something I prayed for (kind of) but rarely experienced. It felt like this unreachable state, despite me declaring “Peace is the goal“. Yet, over time – and especially in this season – I’ve learned something: Peace is not passive.Peace is a posture.Peace is power. Recently, I picked back up The Armor of God by Priscilla Shirer – a study I started nine years ago and never finished. This time, it hits differently! I realized that a war had been…
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The Middle Space
No one really talks about this part. The space in between. Where you’re no longer the child who gets tucked in, but not quite the elder everyone defers to. Where your parents are gone, your children are grown or growing, and you find yourself… holding. Holding memories.Holding responsibility.Holding emotions for everyone else, and sometimes none for yourself. It’s a space I never saw coming, and yet here I am. The middle. Not center-stage, not retired from the work. Just standing somewhere between what was and what will be. Parenting while grieving. Grieving while navigating. Navigating while being asked to lead. I’ve buried my parents. I’ve buried my only sibling. I’ve…