A Conversation That Breathed Life
I am so fortunate. Not bragging – just handing out flowers 🌼due. Last night, after a heavy week, I received one of my favorite gifts: a deep, honest conversation with someone I love. And it wasn’t just me carrying the exhaustion – she’s really going through it too.
Together, we cleansed and lifted each other up. It wasn’t just venting – it was laughing (apparently, I’m funnier than I realize), confessing, and sorting through the burdens we keep locked away in our hearts. The unsaid became safe to say. What needed to be cast off was released. What needed a soft place to land, landed.
I am so grateful for that kind of friendship – a sister in Christ. What a blessing: no sugar-coating, just truth, love, and laughter at its purest.
“As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another.” – Proverbs 27:17
Living in the Unknown
That conversation revealed something to me. My day was full of phone calls, and the same theme kept surfacing: life is confusing. My story is hard to follow, and honestly, half the time I don’t even know what’s going on myself.
This season of life is nothing short of a leap of faith. I am trusting God to carry me through. Yes, I use the brain He gave me, the lessons He’s etched into my history, and the context clues around me – but ultimately, this is His plan, not mine.
When I say it out loud, the way we’re living sounds crazy. Some days, it even feels that way. And yet – peace has settled over me. What could have been chaos, God has reshaped into community, reconnection, and, for me personally, the final stretch of healing I have been avoiding.
“For we walk by faith, not by sight.” – 2 Corinthians 5:7
The Freedom of Letting Go
Stepping out of a comfort zone is always frightening, but it’s necessary. Because when you finally break the chains of fear – when you breathe free after years of holding your breath – it’s the most liberating gift in the world.
That’s the work of the Holy Spirit:
“Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.” – 2 Corinthians 3:17
I was listening to a podcast recently, and it spoke to this very thing: freedom mixed with terror. A man who had a near-death experience shared that he had seen hell. He said he couldn’t breathe there – his chest caved in, grasping for air, shadows closing in. But just before being overtaken, he was consumed by the warmest, most merciful love of Jesus. The weight lifted, and he breathed again – then opened his eyes to see his family surrounding him in the hospital. He had been clinically dead for over 30 minutes.
In that moment, he knew: life had been given back to him for a reason. For decades he had been absent, distracted, just “getting by.” But now he was awake to eternity. He said he saw the face of Jesus, and he longed to live differently – to live for Heaven, to live to bring others there too.
It reminded me: the true breath of life is Jesus. With every inhale and exhale, we whisper His name – Yahweh. Breath by breath, He sustains us.
“Then the Lord God formed the man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being.” – Genesis 2:7
A Friend Who Listens
As I listened to my friend, I could feel her pain and the injustice in her situation. And as she tried to make sense of my life, I was also trying to make sense of it. Living like this does seem wild, but here we are – making it work.
I can hardly believe we’ve been doing this since January with little to no support – until recently, when I finally fell on my face before God and surrendered everything. I knew it would be overwhelming. I knew I couldn’t do it alone. And with the wrong people in my circle at the time, it terrified me to think about taking another leap into the unknown.
Fact: The enemy is the architect of lies, chaos, and confusion. I refuse to subscribe to that plan. I will not allow negative thoughts, disconnection, despair, or hopelessness to override the divine intuition God has planted in me.
“For God is not the author of confusion, but of peace.” – 1 Corinthians 14:33
His Fingerprints on Every Detail
I haven’t gotten it right every step of the way, but the way God has moved in this transition is undeniably Him. It hasn’t been easy – but it has been remarkably smooth. Every connection, every provision, every ounce of care – it’s all Him.
More than circumstances, He has guarded our hearts and minds. Where we could have been torn apart, we have found peace. Where we could have drifted, my husband and I have grown closer. Where I still needed healing, He has soothed and comforted.
And in the middle of it all, I am good. I am grateful. He has covered me in peace. I know He has me.
“The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.” – Exodus 14:14
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The Secret: Gratitude and Humility
I believe that’s the secret – gratitude, humility, and keeping our eyes on Jesus. I am beyond thankful for the gift of time, for friends I can lean on, for family who check in, encourage, and fill the gaps when we couldn’t.
I’m thankful for my husband – his steadfast strength, his steady love, his ability to hold us together in just the right ways. I truly could not have asked for a better partner to walk this life with. ♥️
We’ve had our share of bumps in the road. Some seasons have left scars and setbacks. But because of that, I can see the difference this time. This time, I can see the unmistakable fingerprints of God – divine intervention, guiding us forward with mercy and grace.
“And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” – Philippians 4:7
It truly is His peace – and I am simply thankful.
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🪡Woven in the Fabric
Life is never without its knots and frays. Some days it feels messy, tangled, even unfinished. But when I step back, I can see that each moment-every tear, every laugh, every late-night call with a friend—is part of a larger pattern God is weaving.
In the threads of friendship, faith, and gratitude, I see His hand. I see His timing. I see His love. And though I don’t always understand the design while I’m in the middle of it, I trust the One who holds the loom.
We are not unraveling-we are being woven into something stronger, something eternal.
✨ Stay encouraged, friends. Keep following the thread back to Him. 🌿
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