Living in survival is one of the most overlooked realities in the Christian walk. We celebrate deliverance, but rarely talk about the process of learning how to live abundantly afterward. A person can truly love Jesus and still live in survival instead of abundance. I did. Just trying to get through the day without even realizing it. Carrying pressure constantly. Living one day at a time. Fear becoming familiar. Struggling to fully rest. Not because I wasn’t saved. Not becaus

Sometimes we walk away from places, assignments, relationships, or seasons because of disappointment, frustration, confusion, or circumstances around us. At the time, it can feel like the right thing to do. We move on, convinced we’re following wisdom, protecting our hearts, or responding to what is happening around us. But sometimes, after prayer and reflection, we realize something important: God never told us to leave. That doesn’t mean there weren’t real issues. It doesn’

What do we do when someone is hurting? Do we listen? Do we pray? Do we cast it out? Do we tell them to renew their mind? Do we tell them to forgive? Do we tell them to be grateful? Do we tell them to put the Word on it? How much of the way we minister comes from the Holy Spirit and how much comes from habit. How much comes from listening and how much comes from what worked last time. How much comes from discernment and how much comes from tradition. How much comes from relati

Being filled with the Holy Spirit doesn’t mean a lie will never knock on the door. It doesn’t mean fear will never whisper. It doesn’t mean old wounds will never ache. It doesn’t mean the enemy will stop trying to remind you of who you used to be. It means you now have the Truth living in you to answer the lie when it comes. That’s the difference. Not the absence of a battle, but the presence of God in the middle of it. The battle may knock, but it doesn’t have to move in. Th

I was listening to a teaching on healing recently, and it got me thinking. Not because I agreed with every conclusion. But because it forced me back into Scripture. The longer I walk with God, the less interested I become in formulas. Humans seem to love them. If you’re not healed, you must have unbelief. If you’re struggling, there must be a demon. If you’re depressed, it must be sin. If you’re anxious, you need medication. If you’re grieving, you need more faith. If you’re

When I used to hear the word holiness, I heard: Haughtiness. Rules. Religion. Performance. Outside appearance. I heard: Don’t mess up. Don’t fail. Don’t look wrong. Don’t struggle. Don’t be human. And honestly? That pushed me away more than it pulled me in. Because I already knew brokenness. I already knew failure. I already knew shame. I didn’t need more condemnation. But the more I study the Word of God, the more I’m realizing holiness was never supposed to produce pride. I

There is something about the story of Leah and Rachel that becomes more powerful the older I get. When most people read it, they immediately feel compassion for Leah. The overlooked one. The unloved one. The woman Jacob did not choose. And honestly, I understand that. There are many people who know what it feels like to live unwanted, unseen, or compared to someone else. But the more I sit with the story, the more my heart also breaks for Rachel. Because humanity is complicat

God chose the Magi to first worship Jesus. Not the religious leaders. Not the Pharisees. Not the people who had spent their lives studying the Scriptures. The Magi. When I really stopped and thought about who they were, it honestly humbled me. Because in my own natural thinking, I do not know that I would have received them. These were men from backgrounds the religious world would not have approved of. Yet somehow, they recognized Jesus. That does not mean God approves of ev

When Christianity forgets humanity, the heart of God is missing. When everything becomes spiritual, the balance of the real fades. The gospel risks becoming a ledger of wrongs and faults, rather than a song of grace and mercy. To see only spirits, and not the image of God in each soul, leaves hearts striving for heights only the cross has ever reached. When all is spiritual, grace remains unseen. The spiritual world is real. So is this world we live in. To love someone throug

There are some stories in Scripture that are difficult to fully comprehend with a natural mind. The story of Judah is one of them. Because if we are honest, most of us would not have chosen Judah. When we read the story of Joseph, it almost feels obvious who should carry the greater honor. Joseph was betrayed, rejected, sold, falsely accused, imprisoned, and yet remained faithful through suffering. But the royal lineage leading to Jesus did not come through Joseph. It came th

Sometimes the hardest prison isn’t a place. It’s an agreement. Not chains you can see. Not walls someone else built. But words. Labels. Opinions. False beliefs that found a place to sit inside your heart. Sometimes the person is no longer holding you but the agreement still is. And that is where freedom has to happen. For many of us, one of the deepest boxes we live in is not sin, rebellion, or even fear. It is the weight of spiritual authority mishandled. A past

God doesn’t think like us. Have you ever felt rejected? Unseen? Looked over? Chosen second? Accepted, but never truly wanted? Most people know the story of Jacob loving Rachel. Far fewer stop and consider Leah. Leah was the woman nobody fought for. The woman tolerated, but not treasured. Scripture says Jacob loved Rachel, but Leah was hated. Not necessarily meaning violent hatred, but unwanted. Unfavored. Less loved. You can feel the ache of that all throughout her story. Im

The longer I walk with God, the more I realize I don’t need a measuring stick for other people. I need one for myself. Because the places where I struggle to give grace often reveal the places where I still need grace. Jesus said to remove the beam from our own eye first. Not because He wanted us blind. But because He wanted us humble. Because humble people see differently. They see people the way God sees them. Not as projects, problems, or labels. But as sons and daughters