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Church was SO good today!

There was so much rich theology, and Pastor Joe truly hit a home run explaining the theory and the ten generations of lineage. I am so grateful for a pastor who reads Scripture word for word, book by book—teaching the theology and then sending us home with real-life application. What a gift that is.

I love writing my reflection each week. What a blessing that I get to share what I heard and how I can apply it to my own life.

Before I even get to the sermon, I have to talk about praise & worship. It was so powerful! The last song we sang split my heart wide open in the best way. If I could have lifted my arms any higher, I would have. When we transitioned into some old hymns, I thought about my mom the entire time—tears just flowing. Every Sunday when I was a little girl, she held my hand in church.

Thank you, Mom and Dad, for your faithfulness. For your commitment to our Father and to the generations before you. Your faith matters more than you know. Your covenant legacy will flow generation after generation. Pastor Joe said, “And this can start with you!” Come on! Thank You, God, for the long game!

Today something heavy lifted off me. Worry for my family’s salvation has felt like such a weight at times. But I was reminded of God’s perfect timing. My faith is in You, God. You’re in control. My covenant connection to You is enough.

After church, I was talking to my new friend Jeff about my health and the path I’ve been walking. So many people tell me how strong I am—how I still work full time, still smile, still show up for my family and friends. But Pastor Joe reminded us that God doesn’t test His people the way we often think. Our strength doesn’t come from ourselves. Thank you for your prayers, Jeff .

Maybe this epilepsy diagnosis has been a blessing all along. It wasn’t until I was diagnosed that I started going back to church. I have found power in this fire because God is with me in it. I am an overcomer because He is a way maker. I am strong because it is His strength in me. God may not heal my epilepsy, but He has healed my heart. And that healing is eternal.

I don’t know what my future holds, but He does. My story was written long ago—every single chapter. So why would I sit in silence when I can stand and praise the One who sought me out? The One who loves me, cherishes me, and knows me by name. The Almighty King. The world may be working against me, but let me tell you, church… God has been working on my behalf the whole time. Mine and yours!! God’s sovereign grace IS mind-blowing .

Jesus, where You go, I will go. I will continue to rise up. I will stand in song. I will lead my family by my faith. I will trust God’s timing. I will not let the world steal my peace or weaken my faith.

I am a Ruth in Moab. God pulled me right back into His arms. He chose me. He redeemed me. He saved me, and He holds me. I am a daughter of the Most High.

If you're reading this and are suffering, just know that you don’t have to. Jesus took all of our suffering on that old rugged cross.