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Sometimes procrastination isn’t procrastination. Sometimes it’s substitution. We avoid the assignment God gave us, only to create a harder assignment for ourselves. This week’s reflection challenged me. Maybe it will challenge you too.
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When Grace Waits to Be Written It was another week of not writer’s block, but waiting for God to speak. I thought about so many topics, but none of them felt settled. The words came, but God did not seem to be in them. I did not want to write just to fill space; I…
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Between anxiety, grades, and grace, I was reminded that purpose isn’t always revealed all at once. This reflection traces a Sunday-night moment back to Christ—the One who knew His why—and invites us to trust God as He unfolds ours.
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Not all grace is loud. Sometimes faith looks like silence, restraint, and choosing wisdom over explanation. This reflection explores the discipline of grace when applause is absent and obedience is unseen.
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We all break. Sometimes in quiet ways, sometimes in ways the whole world can see. Yet God’s grace meets us in those broken places—not to shame us, but to restore us. The story of Hosea and Gomer reminds us that grace is never forced on us; it waits, it pursues, and it invites. Like the…
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We all carry cracks, delays, and brokenness—but God’s grace is never absent. In Grace at the Judgment Seat, I reflect on Scripture, folklore, and my own journey to show how God uses our imperfections to grow beauty, purpose, and love. Judgment belongs to Him, and His work continues even in our messiest moments.
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Happy Thanksgiving! This Thanksgiving, may you feel the joy of chosen family, the comfort of true friendship, and the gentle reminder that you are never alone.
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Forgiveness is not natural. It’s not easy. And it’s not a one-time decision. Yet every time we choose it, even before being asked, the weight lifts and grace reach further than the hurt ever did. Just as Peter learned, God doesn’t want us to keep score—He wants our hearts to be free.
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This week, I almost missed God’s whisper. 🌿 No storms, no thunder — just a quiet nudge on my heart. How often do we ignore the still, small voice? 🙏🏾
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There’s a quiet ache that comes when we realize how easy it is to overlook the people God has placed right in front of us. True grace often begins close to home, in the small acts of compassion we show to those nearest us. Ebed-melech’s courage reminds us that love isn’t about grandeur — it’s…