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Hi, I’m Tameka. Welcome back to Grace Across Borders.
This week, my heart has been full watching graduation pictures, celebration posts, caps, gowns, and testimonies fill my timeline.
And honestly, every story has reminded me of something important:
Not everybody’s educational journey looks the same.
Some people move straight through school without interruption.
Others take the long road.
Some stop and restart.
Some carry children while carrying textbooks.
Some battle fear, finances, sickness, immigration, self-doubt, or responsibilities no one else sees.
And yet somehow, by the grace of God, they still make it to the other side.
As I watched so many people celebrate this season, I found myself thanking God not just for finished degrees, but for every interrupted dream He allowed people to pick back up again.
📖 Scripture

Haggai 1 tells the story of a people who had stopped building.
When the people returned to Jerusalem, they were excited to rebuild the temple of God.
At first, they started strong. The foundation was laid, and there was joy and celebration.
But then life became difficult.
Opposition came from people around them.
Discouragement settled in.
Years passed.
People became focused on surviving, building their own homes, and simply trying to make it through another day.
Eventually, the work on God’s house stopped.
What once began with excitement now sat unfinished.
Then God spoke through the prophet Haggai.
He reminded the people that the story was not over simply because the building had stopped.
They could begin again.
And they did.
That part touched me deeply because I think many of us know what it feels like to leave something unfinished.
Sometimes life interrupts the plans we had for ourselves.
Dreams get delayed.
Responsibilities grow heavier.
Fear settles in.
And before we realize it, years have passed.
But one of the beautiful things about God is that He still calls people back to build.
Zechariah 4:10 says:
“Do not despise these small beginnings, for the Lord rejoices to see the work begin.”
Not finished.
Begin.
And maybe someone reading this today needs to know that beginning again still matters to God.
🌍 Folklore and Reflection

There is an old story often shared about the Chinese bamboo tree.
For years after it is planted, nothing seems to happen above the surface.
It is watered.
Cared for.
Watched over.
Yet no visible growth appears.
To someone standing outside looking in, it may seem pointless. It may even look like failure.
But underneath the ground, deep roots are forming.
Then suddenly, after years of unseen growth, the bamboo begins to rise rapidly.
And honestly, I think some of our lives look like that too.
My educational journey certainly did.
I did not go straight from high school into college.
I started Bible college in Jamaica after my son was born, but when he became sick, I had to move to the United States. Life interrupted everything.
And when I came here, I could not immediately continue school.
Years passed.
I worked different jobs.
I earned certificates.
I started over more than once.
If I am honest, part of me was afraid to fail.
So I kept moving, but sometimes I was also avoiding the very thing God may have been calling me toward.
But eventually, in my thirties, I went back to school.
I completed my associate’s degree.
Then my bachelor’s.
And now here I am at 43 years old working on my second master’s degree.
And somewhere along the way, I realized something:
Maybe those years were not wasted after all.
Maybe God was building roots.
So if you are reading this and telling yourself you are too old to begin again, let me lovingly tell you this:
You are not too old.
I became a Navy sailor at 38 years old.
God is still writing stories that people think should have ended years ago.
Shout out to my sister and friend, Kalia, who just completed her master’s degree. I am so proud of her.
And to every graduate this season, whether your journey was smooth or interrupted, traditional or unconventional, quick or delayed:
Congratulations.
You kept building.
🙏🏾 Prayer

Lord,
Thank You for reminding us that delayed does not mean denied.
Thank You for every person who dared to begin again after disappointment, interruption, fear, or delay.
For the students.
For the parents.
For the late starters.
For the ones still trying to find the courage to return.
Remind us that nothing surrendered to You is ever wasted.
Help us not to despise small beginnings or unfinished seasons.
And when we feel behind, remind us that Your timing has never been limited by ours.
Thank You for continuing to build our lives, even in seasons where growth could not yet be seen.
In Jesus’ name,
Amen.
Thank you for being here…

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