The illness, the pain, the limitation, the grief, the long season of not-yet-better – none of these things are who you are at your core. They are things you are walking through. They are circumstances you are navigating. They are real and demanding and costly. But they do not define you.
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Your Suffering Is Not Your Identity Read More »
Today I want to break my silence, because it is Lupus Awareness Month and somewhere out there is a woman who just got a diagnosis, or whose friend cancelled on her again and she doesn’t know why, or who is sitting in a flare at two in the morning wondering if this is her life now.
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Lupus – The Sickness Nobody Can See Read More »
Because freedom is not a one-time moment. It’s a daily decision. A daily refusal to go back to what Jesus already freed you from. A daily “yes” to the Spirit and a daily “no” to the slavery you’ve already walked out of.
Bring the pain. Bring the fatigue. Bring the stiffness. Bring the frustration. Bring the tears. Bring the courage. Bring the calling. Bring the desire to show up even when your body doesn’t want to. He is more than able to meet you in all of it. And His grace is enough for this too.
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Jesus, anchor my heart in resurrection truth. Let the power that raised You from the dead steady me, strengthen me, and lead me. Let me walk like a woman who knows the end of the story. Let me live like someone who carries heaven’s authority. Let me stand like someone who refuses to surrender ground that You already paid for.
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Victory is a daily choice. Read More »
You called me daughter when I still felt like a beggar. You called me royal when I still felt unworthy. You called me Yours when I didn’t know where I belonged.
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The Blood that Crowned You Read More »
Yesterday we celebrated the greatest truth in human history, that Jesus Christ rose from the dead, victorious, unshaken, and utterly sovereign. But today, the morning after the morning that changed everything, we are confronted with a far more personal and searching reality:
What does the resurrection require of me now?
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Easter Monday: Now What? Read More »
Thank You, Jesus, for the cross. Thank You for the silence of Saturday. Thank You for the miracle of Sunday. Thank You that death has lost, darkness has fallen, and victory has a name, and His name is Jesus.
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There are no hallelujahs today. Today is Saturday. The cross has already happened. The tomb is sealed. And the miracle hasn’t arrived yet. The disciples didn’t know what was coming. They had watched Him die. They had seen the stone rolled across the entrance of the tomb. They went home in grief and confusion and a kind of terror that had no name yet.
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The silence before the miracle. Read More »
And yet, Jesus… We confess that we often live as though Your words were not enough. We carry shame You already lifted. We rehearse failures You already forgave. We try to earn what You have already given. Forgive us for forgetting the power of those three words.
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The most expensive love letter ever written. Read More »
In the garden, Jesus was not displaying strength for others to admire. He wasn’t trying to appear brave or composed. Scripture describes Him as being in anguish. It says His sweat was like drops of blood… an image that reminds us that the weight He carried was not symbolic. It was real. It pressed on His body, His emotions, His mind.
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The Weight of Holy Week Read More »
Bread that is not broken cannot be shared. A life that is not surrendered cannot be given. A heart that is not yielded cannot pour out love that heals.
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The bread that is not broken cannot be shared. Read More »
I think sometimes we read the Palm Sunday story and we see the crowd and we accidentally make ourselves invisible in it. Like we’re watching from a distance. Like this is a story about other people.
And we quietly put ourselves in the back. Or outside the city gates entirely.
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He came for you. Not the crowd. You. Read More »
“I can do all this through him who gives me strength.” Philippians 4:13 NIV
We quote this verse a lot. We put it on coffee mugs and gym bags and motivational posters. And it IS a strength verse… but I want you to hear it differently this morning. I want you to hear it as a survival verse. A still standing verse. A how are you even here verse.
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You Are Still Here and That Matters Read More »
Jesus, meet us here, not only at the empty tomb where joy bursts open, but here at the beginning, in the stillness of an ordinary Monday, in the slow, deliberate steps toward the cross. Meet us in the place where You chose surrender long before we ever understood its cost.
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The Week That Changed Everything Read More »
So when you see God moving in ways that don’t look impressive… when His provision arrives on a donkey instead of a white horse… when His answer comes quietly instead of loudly… don’t miss it.
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He Rode In On a Donkey. Read More »
Morning ladies, I have been waiting for this moment all weekend… just us girls, a good cuppa, and the kind of honest talk that only happens when grace is holding the space. Welcome to your Monday morning. You are so welcome here. I don’t know about you ladies, but I have a place in my
God Sees the Effort Nobody Else Notices Read More »
We are not running the same race, ladies. We are not being shaped by the same tools or called to the same tasks or measured by the same milestones. Comparing your chapter three to someone else’s chapter ten makes no sense. Comparing your basin and towel to someone else’s mountain top experience makes no sense. God is not running a competition. He is running a kingdom. And every single role in it matters.
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Her Journey is Not Your Journey Read More »
Not because He wasn’t there. He was. He was in that room, in that darkness, in that devastation. He was in the building from the very start. But pain has a way of turning us around, doesn’t it? It spins us so violently that suddenly our back is to the light and all we can see is the dark. And the dark… it is so convincing when you’re standing in it.
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Every Season Has a Purpose Read More »
