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The Shape of Surrender
I love flowers! 💐🪻🌷🌼🌻☺️☺️☺️ Tulips are my husband’s favorite. So when he buys them for me, it’s a quiet win for us both—him offering what he loves, me receiving what I cherish. One bouquet caught my eye as the morning light poured in. The tulips had bent so gracefully toward the window, their stems stretched and their petals opened wide. No forcing. No striving. Just responding to the light. I tried to rotate the vase to help them “straighten up.” I thought they’d realign if I just turned them in a different direction. But they didn’t. They kept their posture, curved as if still remembering the light they were first…
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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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What A High School Student Taught Me About Focus
Earlier this week, I was journaling Scripture. I like to write the verses out exactly as they’re presented, and I always draw a little box around the reference. Nothing fancy, just my way of setting it apart. As I focused on getting my lines straight—more intentional than usual—an old memory showed up. One of those soft, unexpected reminders from a season I hadn’t thought about in a while. I used to teach high school math. On some days, I had to draw shapes or graphs that required decent straight lines. I had a Smart Board, so I could cheat a little—tap a button, drag my finger, and the board would…
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The Devil Is Busy
We give the enemy far too much credit. When we have a rough week or folks start Crip walking on our last nerve, we’re quick to say, “The devil is busy.” I get it and I’ve even said this myself. Maybe we’re thinking about 1 Peter 5:8, which tells us that the devil is prowling around like a roaring lion, looking for anyone he can devour. We place too much focus on the latter part of this verse. The beginning of this verse give us an imperative as a warning and as encouragement: “Be sober! Be vigilant!“ But, let’s not forget: God is busy too! He’s busy providing, protecting, and…