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From Hurt to Healing: 10 Powerful Bible Verses on Forgiveness

Posted on May 15, 2025August 29, 2025 by thechristiantechnerd

This morning my heart feels both heavy and hopeful. It’s strange how those two emotions can live in the same chest, but I think that’s what happens when God starts mending things inside you. I’ve been praying a lot about forgiveness lately. Not the shallow, “I’m over it” kind — I mean the kind where you truly let go, even if they never say sorry.

Someone I trusted hurt me. And not just once. Words were said that cut deep, and for a while, I didn’t even realize how much bitterness I’d let settle in my heart. I smiled like I was fine, prayed like I’d moved on, but inside I was replaying the moment over and over again — asking why, wishing I’d said something else, wondering if I was the problem.

But God doesn’t let us sit in that place forever.

This week, in prayer, I felt Him gently press this truth into me: Forgiveness isn’t about forgetting what happened — it’s about remembering who God is.

That hit me hard. Because I realized I had made it all about them: what they did, how wrong they were, what I thought I deserved. But forgiveness isn’t something we offer because others have earned it — we forgive because we’ve been forgiven first.

“Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.”
— Ephesians 4:32

That verse came to me as I sat on my bedroom floor, journaling and crying. I asked God to help me let go. Not because it’s easy. But because He did it first — and for way worse.

I’ve been reading Scripture every night to keep my heart soft and surrendered. So, for my own healing and maybe someday for someone else who needs it, I’m writing this down.

From Hurt to Healing: here are 10 Powerful Bible Verses on Forgiveness

Ephesians 4:32
“Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.”
This verse reminds me that forgiveness is rooted in compassion — not justice. God forgave me freely, and I’m called to do the same.
Matthew 6:14–15
“For if you forgive other people when they sin against you, your heavenly Father will also forgive you. But if you do not forgive others their sins, your Father will not forgive your sins.”
This is sobering. Forgiveness is not optional. It’s a command with eternal weight.
Colossians 3:13
“Bear with each other and forgive one another if any of you has a grievance against someone. Forgive as the Lord forgave you.”
It’s not just about letting go — it’s about reflecting God’s mercy.
Luke 6:37
“Do not judge, and you will not be judged. Do not condemn, and you will not be condemned. Forgive, and you will be forgiven.”
Sometimes I want justice so badly. But God is reminding me: mercy wins.
Mark 11:25
“And when you stand praying, if you hold anything against anyone, forgive them, so that your Father in heaven may forgive you your sins.”
I don’t want blocked prayers. Holding grudges closes my heart to God.
Psalm 103:12
“As far as the east is from the west, so far has He removed our transgressions from us.”
God doesn’t bring up my past. I shouldn’t keep bringing up someone else’s.
Proverbs 17:9
“Whoever would foster love covers over an offense, but whoever repeats the matter separates close friends.”
I need to stop repeating the hurt — in my head or with others.
Romans 12:19
“Do not take revenge, my dear friends, but leave room for God’s wrath, for it is written: ‘It is mine to avenge; I will repay,’ says the Lord.”
I keep trying to settle it myself — in my mind, in my silence — but it’s not my job. God sees.
Isaiah 43:25
“I, even I, am He who blots out your transgressions, for my own sake, and remembers your sins no more.”
God forgives me completely — no record kept. I want to forgive that way.
Matthew 18:21–22
“Then Peter came to Jesus and asked, ‘Lord, how many times shall I forgive my brother or sister who sins against me? Up to seven times?’ Jesus answered, ‘I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times.’”
Forgiveness isn’t a one-time thing. It’s a choice I might have to make daily.

Some days, I feel like I’m making progress. Other days, a memory will hit, and the old hurt comes rushing back. But every time it does, I remind myself that healing isn’t linear — it’s holy. And God is patient with me in the process.

“Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me.”
— Psalm 51:10

Tonight, I asked God to clean out my heart again. To scoop out the resentment, the silent anger, the unspoken words I’ve buried. And He did. I felt it.

Prayer:
Lord, thank You for showing me how deeply You’ve forgiven me. Help me extend that same grace to others, even when they don’t deserve it — especially then. Break the chains of bitterness in me. Remind me that You are just, and I can trust You with the pain. Fill my heart with mercy, not memory. Help me release the offense and walk in the freedom of Your love. In Jesus’ name, amen.

I’m learning that forgiveness doesn’t mean what they did was okay. It means I’m okay — because Jesus carried it all. He didn’t wait for me to apologize before offering me grace. And now I’m called to do the same.

Maybe one day I’ll be able to share this with someone else who’s struggling to let go. But for today, I’ll leave this here — a reminder to myself that healing is possible, and forgiveness is the door that opens it.

Women Belong in The Kitchen: Embracing My God-Given Role in a World on the Brink

Posted on May 15, 2025August 29, 2025 by thechristiantechnerd

The kettle is whistling and the bread just came out of the oven. The warmth of the stove wraps around me like a blanket, and the quiet is a comfort — not a curse. The world outside may be in chaos, but in here, peace still reigns. Not because I have it all figured out, but because I know who holds the future.

Even though I live alone for now — no husband, no children — I live as if they’re already part of my life. Because one day, if the Lord wills, they will be.

“Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart.”
— Psalm 37:4

And I do desire marriage. I desire to serve a husband. To raise children in truth. To be a keeper of the home who is clothed in strength and dignity — not caught in the world’s confusion about what it means to be a woman.

I don’t see the kitchen as a prison. I see it as a place of preparation and power. It’s where I practice serving, sacrificing, and sustaining life. Even now — even just for myself — I treat every meal I prepare, every space I tend, every routine I build, as an offering. Because this is not about me. It’s about being faithful in the waiting.

“She rises while it is yet night and provides food for her household.”
— Proverbs 31:15

I want to be ready when God calls me into marriage — not just emotionally or spiritually, but practically. I want to know how to feed, nurture, support, and follow my future husband with grace and strength. And I want to raise children who know truth from lies, who see joy in discipline and purpose in obedience.

“Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it.”
— Proverbs 22:6

The world is falling apart. The news grows darker every day. And while people stock up on weapons and solar panels, I’m stocking up on wisdom, discipline, and love. Because survival is about more than having a pantry full of food. It’s about knowing how to create peace in a storm — and that starts in the home.

So yes, I belong in the kitchen. Not because I have to — but because I choose to be a woman who nurtures life. It’s where I’ll minister to my family. It’s where I’ll teach lessons, dry tears, fill empty bellies, and pray over every plate.

“The wise woman builds her house, but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down.”
— Proverbs 14:1

I’m not foolish. I know what’s coming. And I want to be ready in spirit and skill when the world expects women to be helpless and hopeless.

Prayer
Father, thank You for creating me with purpose. Thank You for showing me that womanhood is not weakness, but strength of a different kind — softer, deeper, and holy. Help me to become the kind of wife who blesses her husband all the days of his life. Make me diligent in this season of waiting — to work, learn, and worship in private, unseen ways. Let this home be a training ground for the life You’re preparing me for. Amen.

Sometimes I think of my future husband. I wonder what he’s doing tonight. Maybe he’s chopping firewood or reading the Word by lamplight like I am. Maybe he’s praying for a woman who will walk beside him without questioning his leadership or trying to take it from him.

I pray I’ll be the answer to that prayer.

“Wives, submit to your own husbands, as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife even as Christ is the head of the church…”
— Ephesians 5:22–23

That verse is not a burden to me. It’s a comfort. I want a husband I can trust to lead — and I want to be the kind of woman he can trust to follow without resistance. Because that kind of order isn’t outdated. It’s biblical. It brings peace, not confusion.

And I know the world rolls its eyes at women like me. They think we’re brainwashed, repressed, afraid. But I’ve never felt more free. Free from the pressure to compete, to climb, to prove myself by the world’s standards. I know who I am — and whose I am.

“Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.”
— Proverbs 31:30

So tonight, I light my candles. I pray over my future table. I fold my laundry with care and organize my shelves because this is my calling. Even now, without a husband to serve or children to raise, I am living the life of a God-honoring woman in training.

Prayer
Lord, prepare me to be a wife and mother who walks in wisdom, patience, and deep love. Teach me to lay down selfish ambition and pick up quiet faithfulness. Let me serve now with joy, knowing that You see everything done in secret. Bless my future husband, wherever he is tonight. Strengthen him to lead. Teach him to love. And when the time is right, bring us together in Your perfect plan. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

This is enough for tonight. The stew is cooling and the world is still turning. But my heart is full. Because even in this quiet season, I know I’m becoming exactly the kind of woman I was made to be.

And when the time comes — when God brings my family — I won’t just be ready. I’ll be grateful.

When God Whispers: Finding Faith in the Silence

Posted on May 15, 2025August 29, 2025 by thechristiantechnerd

Today has been quiet. Not the kind of quiet that brings peace, necessarily — more like the kind of quiet that feels like You’re hiding. I don’t want to admit it, but I’ve felt distant from You lately, like I’m calling out into a canyon and all I hear is my own voice echoing back. It scares me.

I keep thinking of Elijah in 1 Kings 19. After the fire, after the earthquake, after the wind… there You were — not in the chaos, but in the still small voice. A whisper.

“And after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire the sound of a low whisper.”
— 1 Kings 19:12 (ESV)

I wonder if I’m just too distracted to hear Your whisper.

This morning, I sat with my coffee and tried to read the Word like I usually do. But I’ll be honest — I didn’t get far. My mind kept wandering to everything I feel like I’m missing: direction, clarity, certainty. I want to know what You want from me — with my career, with my singleness, with this sense of waiting I can’t shake.

I know faith isn’t about feelings. I know that. I’ve told myself that a hundred times. But I miss feeling You near.

So I prayed:
“God, if You’re here — please, help me to hear You. Even in the silence. Especially in the silence.”

And right then, I felt a strange peace settle over me. Not loud. Not even warm, really. But steady. Like a whisper I couldn’t quite catch, but I knew was meant for me.

Maybe that’s what faith looks like sometimes — trusting that You’re present even when You don’t speak loud.

I remembered Psalm 46:10:

“Be still, and know that I am God.”

Being still is harder than it sounds. My brain constantly wants answers. Movement. Resolution. But You invite me into stillness. Not just quiet around me, but quiet in me. A heart that isn’t frantic for answers but anchored in You.

Faith, I think, is most real when it has to lean on who You are, not what I can hear or feel.

“Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.”
— Hebrews 11:1 (ESV)

I guess I’ve been measuring closeness with You by how “seen” or “heard” I feel. But maybe this is one of those seasons where You’re inviting me deeper — past the emotional highs, into the quiet trust.

Like a relationship that matures. Less fireworks, more foundation.

There’s something beautiful and hard about that.

I walked down to the lake near my apartment this evening. The water was still — not a breeze. Just birdsong and the hum of life going on. I sat on a bench and asked You again: “Are You here?” I didn’t hear a voice. No signs. But my eyes caught this tiny ripple on the surface of the lake — like something beneath moved, unseen, but there.

I don’t know why, but I thought: That’s You. Moving beneath the surface of my life. Quietly. Faithfully. Even when I can’t see it. Even when I forget to notice.

It reminded me of Isaiah 30:15:

“In returning and rest you shall be saved; in quietness and in trust shall be your strength.”

That’s the kind of strength I want. Not the kind that performs or pretends to have it all figured out. But the quiet strength of a heart that trusts You are good — especially when I don’t have the map.

Jesus, I believe You are enough for me in the silence. I don’t need a booming voice or a perfect plan. I just need You. And You’ve promised You’ll never leave.

“And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age.”
— Matthew 28:20 (ESV)

Tonight, I’ll go to bed still not knowing exactly what’s next. Still single. Still unsure about grad school. Still a little worn down. But I will lay my head down in peace — not because the silence is gone, but because You are in it.

You whisper, and that’s enough.

Let me learn to lean in. To trust even when You seem far. To believe that You’re close even when it feels quiet.

A Prayer Before I Sleep:

God,
Thank You for meeting me in the silence.
Even when I can’t feel You, You’re faithful.
Teach me to listen for Your whispers —
Not just in the quiet around me,
But in the stillness of my soul.
Grow my faith in the unseen.
Help me to rest in Your presence —
Not because I have all the answers,
But because I know You hold them.
I love You, even when I don’t understand.
I trust You, even when You whisper.
And I’m Yours, always.

In Jesus’ name,
Amen.

What Atheists Miss About the Power of Grace

Posted on May 12, 2025August 29, 2025 by thechristiantechnerd

Dear Heavenly Father,

Tonight, I found myself thinking about forgiveness—not the kind that’s easy or expected, but the deep, hard kind that stretches our hearts beyond what feels humanly possible. The kind Jesus spoke about so often, and the kind so many people in today’s world seem to misunderstand or overlook entirely.

There’s an old saying I’ve heard more than once: “Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.” It’s powerful, and painfully true.

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I see it all the time around me—people who are hurting and don’t know how to heal. People who’ve been wronged, abandoned, betrayed, or deeply wounded, and instead of processing the pain and laying it before the Lord, they hold it tightly, like it’s somehow protecting them. But in reality, it’s just making them more bitter, more broken, and more distant from the peace they’re actually craving.

What some atheists—or really, anyone outside the hope of Christ—don’t often realize is that forgiveness isn’t about letting the offender off the hook. It’s about freeing your own heart from the chains of resentment. Jesus didn’t teach us to forgive because it’s the easy or logical thing to do. He taught us to forgive because it’s the divine thing to do.

Matthew 6:14-15 couldn’t be clearer:
“For if you forgive other people when they sin against you, your heavenly Father will also forgive you. But if you do not forgive others their sins, your Father will not forgive your sins.”

That’s not just a suggestion—it’s a call to action, a command rooted in the very heart of the gospel. After all, the entire message of salvation is based on forgiveness. Christ died not just to show us love, but to offer us forgiveness, even though we didn’t deserve it.

Lord, soften my heart when I want to harden it. Remind me that I have been forgiven so much more than I’ve ever been asked to forgive. Help me not to forget the cross when I’m tempted to withhold grace.

Forgiveness is hard. I won’t pretend otherwise. Sometimes it means choosing to release pain even when the person who caused it hasn’t apologized. Sometimes it means extending grace when you feel like you’re still bleeding from the wound.

But there’s healing in the obedience.

Studies—even secular ones—have shown that forgiving others can actually lower blood pressure, reduce stress, improve sleep, boost the immune system, and decrease anxiety and depression. Isn’t that amazing? Even science can’t help but testify to the power of what God designed.

But forgiveness doesn’t always come naturally. So how do we actually do it?

First, we pray.

Jesus tells us in Matthew 5:44, “But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you.”
That sounds almost impossible until you try it. Because something sacred happens when you start praying for the person who hurt you. You stop seeing them as just the villain in your story, and you start seeing them through God’s eyes—a broken person, just like you, in need of grace.

Father, I lift up the people who have hurt me. I don’t always understand why they did what they did, but You do. And I trust You to heal the broken places in both of us. Soften their heart, and mine too. Help me to release this burden into Your hands.

Second, we build forgiveness into our daily walk with Christ. Forgiveness isn’t just an event—it’s a lifestyle. You don’t just forgive once and forget. You forgive over and over, even when the hurt resurfaces. You choose it like you choose to follow Jesus: day after day, moment by moment.

It takes practice, patience, and God’s power.

We’re not meant to do it alone. That’s why community matters so much. When we share our struggles with other believers, we’re reminded that we’re not weak—we’re human. And in that shared humanity, we find strength, encouragement, and accountability.

James 5:16 reminds us, “Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed.”
There is healing when we’re honest, and freedom when we walk with others who are chasing the same Christ-like heart.

And let’s be real—resentment doesn’t just affect us spiritually. It spills into everything: our relationships, our physical health, our mood, our energy, and even how we view God. If we’re not careful, bitterness can become an idol we nurse instead of a wound we surrender.

But when we forgive, we reclaim peace. When we release others from the prison of our resentment, we actually walk out of that prison ourselves.

Lord, teach me to be a forgiving woman—not out of obligation, but out of love for You. Let forgiveness become part of my character. Let it shape my words, my thoughts, my prayers. And when it feels too big for me to do alone, remind me that Your Spirit is my helper.

Forgiveness is hard, yes—but it’s worth every ounce of effort. It’s not about forgetting or pretending nothing happened. It’s about choosing not to carry the weight anymore. It’s about choosing obedience, even when it hurts. And it’s about trusting that God is the ultimate Judge and Healer.

Romans 12:19 says, “Do not take revenge, my dear friends, but leave room for God’s wrath, for it is written: ‘It is mine to avenge; I will repay,’ says the Lord.”
That means we don’t have to make things right—we just have to do what’s righteous.

So tonight, I choose to forgive. Not because it feels good. Not because they said sorry. Not even because I feel strong.
But because Jesus forgave me.
Because I want to walk in freedom.
Because I want peace that only He can give.

And because holding on to bitterness just isn’t worth missing out on the beauty of grace.

With a healing heart,
A Daughter of Grace Learning to Forgive 💛

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Hey ChrisTians, Read This When YoU’RE Feeling Lonely!

Posted on May 11, 2025August 29, 2025 by thechristiantechnerd

I’ve been thinking a lot about loneliness lately. It’s something that’s been weighing on my heart—not just for myself, but for so many people around me. No matter what we scroll past on Instagram or see in people’s curated lives on TikTok, there’s this quiet truth behind it all: a lot of us are lonely.

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Seriously, I know we don’t talk about it much, but it’s there. And I think it’s time we stop pretending everything’s fine when our hearts are aching.

I read a couple of studies last week that confirmed what I’ve already been sensing—loneliness is actually rising, especially among young adults. Isn’t that wild? You’d think with all the ways we’re supposedly “connected,” we’d feel more together. But instead, it feels like we’re more isolated than ever.

I think part of it started during the pandemic. When we were all stuck inside, disconnected from church, friends, family, and even just basic community rhythms like grabbing coffee or attending a Bible study in person—it did something to us. And for many people, they never really came back out. I know some girls who barely leave their apartments anymore. They say they’re “fine,” but their eyes tell another story.

And maybe the saddest part? They’re ashamed to admit it. Like saying, “I feel lonely,” means they’ve failed somehow. But the truth is, loneliness doesn’t mean you’re weak or broken. It means you’re human.

As a Christian, I just want to remind anyone reading this—and my own heart too—that we are not alone. Not ever.

Even in our loneliest moments, God is there. Psalm 34:18 says, “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” Isn’t that beautiful? We serve a God who draws near to us, especially in our weakest and loneliest places.

But I get it. Sometimes even knowing God is near doesn’t make the ache go away instantly. That’s why we have to learn how to care for ourselves in a way that reflects how He cares for us.

One of the first things I’m learning is the importance of self-compassion. And before anyone rolls their eyes and thinks, “That sounds too self-help-ish,” let me explain.

Self-compassion isn’t about being selfish. It’s about extending grace to ourselves the same way Jesus does. So many of us carry guilt and shame like it’s part of our identity. We beat ourselves up for not being more productive, more social, more… everything. We compare ourselves to people online who seem like they have it all together and then wonder what’s wrong with us.

But here’s the truth: God never called us to be perfect. He called us to be His.

In Mark 12:31, Jesus said, “Love your neighbor as yourself.” How can we love others well if we don’t even know how to love ourselves?

So I’m learning to take a breath, pray, and remind myself: It’s okay to rest. It’s okay to not have it all figured out. It’s okay to feel lonely sometimes.

Lord, help me be gentle with myself. Help me see myself the way You see me—with love, not judgment. When I feel like I’m falling short, remind me that Your grace is enough.

After practicing self-compassion, the next thing I’ve found helpful is working on my relationships.

Because the truth is—we’re made for connection. God designed us to be in community. Ecclesiastes 4:9-10 says, “Two are better than one… If either of them falls down, one can help the other up.”

I think of my closest friend, Grace. We had lost touch for a while, but after I reached out again, we started talking more and even praying together on the phone. It was awkward at first—I won’t lie. But it became a lifeline. It reminded me that even when connection feels hard or distant, it’s worth the effort to pursue it.

So if you’re feeling isolated, maybe text that friend you haven’t heard from in a while. Join a small group at church. Say hi to someone new on Sunday morning. God often brings healing through people—don’t miss the opportunity.

But here’s the thing that holds all of this together: God Himself is our truest companion.

Deuteronomy 31:6 says, “Do not be afraid or terrified… for the Lord your God goes with you; He will never leave you nor forsake you.” That verse gives me chills every time. Because no matter how quiet my phone is, or how many Friday nights I spend at home, I’m not actually alone. And neither are you.

Cultivating intimacy with God is the most beautiful remedy for loneliness. It doesn’t replace human connection, but it fills the soul in a way no one else can. Through prayer, worship, reading His Word, and simply sitting in silence with Him, I’ve learned that His presence is enough.

Jesus, thank You for always being near, even when I forget. Help me to draw closer to You when I feel unseen, unknown, or forgotten. Fill the empty places in my heart with Your love. Remind me that You are not far off, but as close as my breath.

So, dear heart, if you’re reading this and feeling like you’re the only one struggling—please know, you’re not. So many of us feel the same. But the good news is that we don’t have to stay there. There is hope, healing, and help when we turn to Jesus.

Don’t be ashamed of your loneliness. Bring it to God. Talk about it. Reach out. You were never meant to carry it alone.

Romans 8:38-39 promises us that “neither death nor life… nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”

Not even loneliness can separate you from Him.

And that, sweet friend, is everything.

A Prayer Wrapped in Love: Honoring Mom On Mother’s Day

Posted on May 10, 2025August 29, 2025 by thechristiantechnerd

Dear Lord,

Today, my heart is tender. Sunday is Mother’s Day, and as I sit in the quiet of this early Friday evening, my mind and spirit are wrapped in gratitude and reflection. There’s a warm light filtering through the kitchen window, and I can almost feel the gentle presence of my mother—her voice, her laughter, her prayers whispered over me while I slept. I miss her more than words can say, yet I know she’s with You, surrounded by glory, singing praises I can only dream of.

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As I reflect on this day, I’m reminded of Your Word in Proverbs 31:28:

“Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her.”

Mom was the embodiment of that verse. I remember how she rose early each day, her Bible open beside her steaming cup of coffee. Her prayers were never rushed. She’d sit with the Lord, letting Him guide her before she ever guided us. There was a quiet strength in her—a strength that didn’t shout but stood firm when storms came. That strength was You in her.

I’ve often wondered how she did it—how she held so much together with such grace. Now, as a mother myself, I realize the secret was in her surrender. She gave everything—joy, exhaustion, heartbreak, and hope—over to You, Lord. Her life was a prayer wrapped in love. Not perfect, but faithful.

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Isaiah 66:13 brings me comfort today:

“As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you.”

That’s how Mom loved us—with a comfort that mirrored Yours. She dried our tears, bandaged our scraped knees, but more than that, she pointed us to You when our hearts were bruised. Her hugs were holy ground, a place of safety that taught me what it meant to rest in Your arms.

Lord, thank You for my mother’s love. Thank You for the sacrifices she made that I never fully saw until I had children of my own. Thank You for her patience, her wisdom, her laugh that could break tension like sunlight breaking through clouds. Thank You for the way she prayed over our meals, our exams, our every heartache.

There’s one moment I hold especially close. I was maybe ten, maybe younger, and I had a nightmare. I crept into her room, tears streaming. She didn’t scold me for waking her. She pulled me close and whispered, “Let’s talk to Jesus, baby.” And right there, half-asleep, she prayed peace over me. I slept soundly the rest of the night.

I often pray the same over my children now.

Psalm 139:13 speaks so deeply to me today:

“For You created my inmost being; You knit me together in my mother’s womb.”

When I think about the miracle of motherhood—that You chose to partner with women in the mystery of life—it humbles me. You knit me together inside of her, and in turn, she nurtured me into who I’ve become. I pray I can be even half the mother she was—grounded in faith, anchored in Your Word, and guided by Your Spirit.

Sometimes, especially on days like today, grief comes quietly. I’ll be folding laundry or baking something she used to make, and tears will well up. But even in the ache, there’s beauty. I know where she is. She’s with You. And I’ll see her again. What joy that brings my heart.

So, Lord, I offer this prayer, wrapped in all the love I have for her:

A Prayer for Mom

Heavenly Father,
Thank You for the precious gift of my mother. Thank You for her life, her love, her laughter, and her legacy. She was a reflection of Your kindness and care in my life. I ask that You bless all the mothers still walking this earth—grant them strength in their weariness, peace in their chaos, and joy in their calling.

For the mothers who are grieving, be their comfort.
For those who long to be mothers, fill them with hope.
For those who mother in quiet, unseen ways—through mentorship, teaching, or spiritual guidance—bless the fruit of their labor.

Wrap Your arms around the motherless today, Lord. Let them feel You especially close.
And thank You that no matter our story, we are all held by You, the perfect Parent.

In Jesus’ name, Amen.

I look at my children today—messy-haired, loud-laughing, full of life—and I smile. In them, I see pieces of my mother. Her patience in my oldest. Her wit in my youngest. Her tenderness in how they love one another. Her faith in how they’re learning to pray.

I feel her, too. In how I sing over them when they’re scared. In how I whisper prayers at night as I tuck them in. In the way I whisper “Jesus, help me” on hard days. And I know she’s smiling, cheering me on from heaven’s balcony.

So today, as we celebrate Mother’s Day, my gift to her is this: to love my family the way she loved us. To live my life the way she lived hers—wrapped in prayer, wrapped in love, and rooted in faith.

I’ll end with this verse, which is my prayer for myself and for all the mothers I know:

Colossians 3:12

“Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.”

That’s what she wore every day. Not designer clothes or fancy shoes, but a spirit clothed in the beauty of Christ.

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom. I carry you in everything I do.

With love,
Your daughter—still learning, still leaning on Jesus, and still wrapped in your prayers.

The Devil Strikes When You’re Spiritually Exhausted

Posted on May 9, 2025August 29, 2025 by thechristiantechnerd

Have you ever noticed how much harder it is to resist temptation at night? I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately—especially when I find myself wandering into the kitchen at 9 or 10 p.m., looking for a “little treat.” It seems so small in the moment—a bowl of ice cream, a bag of chips, just a bite of something sweet. But behind that craving, there’s often something deeper stirring.

Why is it so hard to say no to the things we easily resist during the day?

During daylight hours, we’re alert. We have routines, structure, and usually more mental strength to make good decisions. But as the sun sets and we wind down, something shifts. That sense of control we held earlier begins to fade. And we convince ourselves that a late-night indulgence is no big deal.

But the truth is, this moment—this weariness—is exactly when the enemy whispers the loudest.

Scripture warns us about this. 1 Peter 5:8 tells us, “Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.”

Satan doesn’t come after us in our strongest moments. He waits. He watches. He knows when our defenses are down—when we’re tired, overwhelmed, lonely, or distracted. He knows that by the end of the day, our willpower has been worn thin by decision fatigue, stress, and even spiritual neglect.

And he seizes those moments to strike.

Not always with something obviously sinful. Sometimes, it’s as subtle as distracting us from prayer. Pulling us toward isolation. Feeding us lies that sound like truth. Or simply luring us into habits that slowly dull our sensitivity to God’s voice.

Late-night snacking might not seem like a spiritual issue at first glance. But if we dig deeper, it reveals a pattern: the temptation to self-soothe instead of turning to God. The temptation to indulge in temporary pleasures instead of abiding in lasting peace.

We’ve all been there. And I don’t say this to bring shame—I say it to shine a light on the pattern, because darkness loses its power when it’s exposed to truth.

Ephesians 6:11 says, “Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes.”
And verses 13–17 go on to describe that armor in beautiful detail:

The belt of truth
The breastplate of righteousness
The shoes of the gospel of peace
The shield of faith
The helmet of salvation
The sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God

But armor is only useful if we actually put it on and learn to use it.

That means praying before the battle begins. That means studying the Word before temptation comes. That means preparing our minds and hearts for the spiritual fight we might not even see coming.

So often we think we’ll have the strength to resist temptation when it arises, but God calls us to prepare in advance.

Lord, teach me to wear Your armor daily. Help me recognize the enemy’s tactics—not just the obvious ones, but the subtle ones that slip in when I’m weary. Strengthen my spirit so that I won’t depend on my own strength, but on Yours. When I feel weak, remind me that You are strong.

We don’t fight this battle alone. God hasn’t left us to navigate temptation in our own power. In 2 Corinthians 12:9, the Lord says, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”

Even when our willpower fades, His strength remains constant.

Still, we have a part to play. God gives us wisdom to build healthy habits that protect and strengthen us. Simple choices—like going to bed earlier, avoiding late-night TV that stirs unhealthy desires, or keeping our devotional time consistent—can make a big difference. Regular sleep, movement, nourishing food, and staying in community with other believers are all ways to guard our hearts and bodies.

Proverbs 4:23 reminds us, “Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.”

So, when I feel those cravings creeping in late at night, I’m learning to pause and ask myself: What am I really hungry for?

Sometimes, it’s rest. Sometimes, it’s comfort. Sometimes, it’s connection or even worship. And none of those things can truly be filled with sugar or snacks or scrolling through my phone.

Only God satisfies. Psalm 107:9 says, “For he satisfies the longing soul, and the hungry soul he fills with good things.”

Jesus, You are my portion. Fill the empty places in me that I try to satisfy with temporary things. When I feel pulled toward things that aren’t good for me, remind me that You offer better. Help me build a life that honors You—even in the small, quiet choices no one sees.

I’m also reminded tonight that we are never meant to resist temptation alone. One of the greatest gifts God gives us is the Church—a community of people walking through the same struggles, cheering each other on, and holding each other accountable.

James 4:7 gives us both instruction and promise: “Submit yourselves, then, to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.”

So tonight, I submit again. My mind, my body, my heart. I surrender my weakness, my late-night cravings, my thoughts, and my routine.

And I take this moment to put on the armor. Not just for tonight, but for every battle still ahead.

Heavenly Father,
Thank You for never giving up on me. Thank You for staying close, even when I wander. Strengthen me to live for You—not just in the big moments, but in the tiny ones that build a life of faith. Help me to see temptation clearly, to resist it fiercely, and to cling to You constantly. You are my source, my hope, and my victory. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

If you’re reading this and feeling discouraged by your own areas of weakness—please know, you’re not alone. And more importantly, you are not powerless. With God, we have every tool we need to stand strong.

Let’s keep fighting the good fight—together.

Love,
A Sister in Christ, Learning to Lean on Him Night and Day 💛

Feeling Lost? Here’s How God Is Still Guiding You

Posted on May 8, 2025August 29, 2025 by thechristiantechnerd

This morning, I came across something so uplifting that I just had to sit down and write about it. It was one of those little moments where the world shows a glimpse of Your greater plan, and my heart just overflowed with gratitude and awe.

I was reading a new study about mental health in older adults—specifically people in their mid-to-late 70s and early 80s. Honestly, with all the stress, chaos, and discouragement that seems to fill our headlines lately, you’d expect their mental well-being to be declining. But to my surprise, the study found that people in this age group today actually have better mental health than those of the same age 30 years ago!

Isn’t that amazing?

The study reported fewer symptoms of depression and higher levels of satisfaction and contentment in these older adults. In a world that often feels like it’s spinning faster and losing its way, this was a refreshing reminder that not everything is falling apart. Some things—quietly and steadily—are actually getting better.

And you know what? That’s not just coincidence or chance.

This is proof—beautiful, reassuring proof—that God has a plan for us, and that His plan is still unfolding, still active, and still working for our good.

Jeremiah 29:11 immediately came to mind:
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

So often, we focus on the things that are broken, the struggles that weigh us down, or the pain we carry. But every now and then, we get a glimpse of restoration—of God slowly stitching things back together in ways only He can. This study, to me, is one of those glimpses. It’s a small but powerful reminder that He is not distant or passive. He is active, present, and intentional.

These improvements in mental health among older adults don’t happen at random. Of course, the scientists have their theories—better healthcare, improved communication, stronger community resources—but I see something greater behind it all. I see a God who is gently guiding us forward, even when we don’t always notice.

Romans 8:28 tells us, “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.”
Yes, in all things. Even in the silent progression of aging minds and hearts being uplifted—God is there, working behind the scenes.

Lord, thank You for showing us these quiet signs of hope. Thank You for the ways You restore and redeem, even when we aren’t looking. You are always faithful, and Your plans never fail. Teach us to notice the subtle beauty of Your work in the world.

I think sometimes we only expect to see God’s plan in the big, miraculous moments. But His work is just as present in the everyday things—the slow healing of a heart, the steady growth of a community, or the renewed joy in someone who has weathered many years. This study is a testimony that God continues to grow us and guide us through every season of life.

And here’s what really struck me: these older men and women, who’ve lived through wars, pandemics, economic hardship, and cultural upheaval, are now entering their twilight years with greater peace than generations before them. That can’t be explained by science alone. That’s grace. That’s divine provision.

We should celebrate these victories. We should rejoice when we see fruit in the lives of others—especially when that fruit reflects God’s promise of flourishing, even in later years.

Psalm 92:12-14 says:
“The righteous will flourish like a palm tree… They will still bear fruit in old age, they will stay fresh and green, proclaiming, ‘The Lord is upright; He is my Rock, and there is no wickedness in Him.’”

Isn’t that what we all long for? To bear fruit even in the latter seasons of life—to remain rooted, strong, and full of peace?

But God’s plan isn’t just something we observe—it’s something we’re called to participate in.
Yes, we rejoice in the good, but we also respond to it.

We’re called to be active vessels of His grace, to support one another, to build up communities of love and encouragement, and to help each other stay rooted in Christ.

Lord, help me not just to see Your plan, but to walk in it. Give me the courage to play my part, whether it’s offering a kind word, encouraging someone who feels forgotten, or simply living with faith in a world that often doubts. Let my life reflect the hope You have planted in me.

There’s so much darkness in the world, but I believe more than ever that God is raising up lights in unexpected places. We may not always understand the “why” or the “how,” but we can trust the Who behind it all.

And sometimes, God shows us His faithfulness through studies like this one—reminders that He is still working in hearts and lives across generations.

Let us be encouraged, then. Let us be filled with hope and strengthened by these quiet victories. They are reminders that God is not finished—with this world, with our stories, or with our souls.

So today, I choose to trust in God’s plan. I choose to believe that He is guiding us, healing us, and growing us—even when we don’t fully see it. I will rejoice in every piece of evidence that His love is active and alive.

And I will keep pressing forward, one prayer at a time.

Now More Than Ever: The Sacred Calling of Motherhood

Posted on May 7, 2025September 25, 2025 by thechristiantechnerd

As I reflect on Mother’s Day this year, my thoughts are filled with gratitude for the incredible woman who has shaped so much of who I am—my mother. Though I’m not a mother myself yet, I see so much beauty and purpose in the role of motherhood, not just through the lens of what I’ve experienced as her daughter, but also through the understanding that it’s a sacred, soul-shaping calling designed by God. In my own life, I’ve seen firsthand how motherhood, with all of its challenges, joys, sacrifices, and blessings, is far more than “just” a job—it is part of God’s redemptive plan.

Genesis 3:16 tells us that, as a result of the fall, women would bear children “in pain and sorrow.” While this verse speaks of the reality of the struggles that come with motherhood, it also hints at the profound purpose within that pain. It is easy to view motherhood as a series of struggles, from the physical demands of pregnancy to the exhaustion of sleepless nights and the weight of trying to raise a child who walks in God’s ways. But I’ve come to understand that, as difficult as it can be, it is a pain with purpose. This purpose goes far beyond the momentary struggles—it’s the eternal impact motherhood has on shaping future generations for God’s Kingdom.

When I think of my own mother, I see how much sacrifice and love she poured into raising me and my siblings. I know that every day, she made choices that were not just for the moment, but for eternity. Proverbs 31:28 says, “Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her.” And I’ve done just that. I’ve risen up to praise my mom because of the sacrifices she made in raising me, even when it wasn’t easy, even when the days felt long and the challenges felt never-ending.

Motherhood is far more than just physical labor—it’s spiritual, emotional, and relational labor. It’s a divine calling that echoes God’s redemptive plan for humanity. The Bible tells us that children are a blessing from the Lord. Psalm 127:3 declares, “Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward.” There is no greater privilege than the role of a mother, and my mom has shown me the depth of that calling.

I’ve seen how my mother, though not perfect, has poured out her heart, her prayers, and her love into shaping me. She’s been a living testament to the idea that motherhood is not a task of “just” raising children, but of shaping future generations—future world-changers who will carry on God’s love and truth. Every sacrifice she made, every sleepless night, every tear shed in prayer for her children—it all matters.

I am reminded of 1 Timothy 2:15, where Paul says, “But women will be saved through childbearing—if they continue in faith, love, and holiness, with self-control.” This verse isn’t about earning salvation through childbirth, but rather, it speaks to the sanctifying process of motherhood. It refines women, molding them into more patient, selfless, and faithful beings. My mom’s love for God and us has shaped who I am today, and I know that her journey of motherhood has been one of growth, faith, and reliance on God.

There’s a deep joy in motherhood, even amid the chaos. As a daughter, I see the joy my mother finds in us—even when life is messy. Nehemiah 8:10 says, “The joy of the Lord is your strength.” And I see my mom finding joy in the Lord, even in the mundane moments of motherhood. Yes, there are piles of laundry, long nights, and tough seasons, but there are also moments of pure joy—the sound of a child’s first words, the simple joy of watching them grow and learn, and the fulfillment that comes from guiding them through life’s challenges. I know my mother found joy not just in my successes, but in the very act of raising me.

I’ve also realized that while motherhood can be painful and sacrificial, it is never without purpose. God designed motherhood as a partnership with Him in bringing life into the world. As I look to the future, I believe that even when the challenges of raising children seem daunting, God has a bigger picture in mind. Isaiah 55:8-9 reminds us, “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” As mothers, we may not always see the fruit of our labor immediately, but we can trust that God is at work in the lives of our children, even when we can’t see it.

It’s clear to me now that motherhood is a calling that goes beyond a simple role—it is a sacred vocation that shapes the future. I may not yet be a mother, but I can see that the role is one of immense responsibility and profound purpose. Motherhood is a partnership with God to shape the next generation. Each mother is raising not just children, but image-bearers of God, future leaders, and world-changers.

As I reflect on my mom and all the ways she’s shaped my life, I’m reminded of Proverbs 22:6, which says, “Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it.” This verse isn’t just for mothers, but for all who have influence over the next generation. The way my mom has modeled love, faith, and strength in Christ will have a ripple effect for generations to come.

So, to my beautiful mom, and to all mothers out there, I want to say thank you. Thank you for your sacrifices, your love, your patience, and for answering God’s call to raise His children. Your work matters. It’s not “just” raising children—it’s shaping the future for God’s glory.

Prayer:

Heavenly Father, thank You for the gift of motherhood and for the example of love and strength that my mother has shown me. I pray that You continue to bless all mothers, giving them the wisdom, strength, and grace they need to raise their children in Your ways. Help me to honor them and to remember the profound impact they have on shaping the future. May we all recognize the sacred calling of motherhood and trust in Your plan for our lives. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

How to Be a Shield for Your Loved Ones Through Christ

Posted on May 7, 2025August 29, 2025 by thechristiantechnerd

Stress can be overwhelming. The kind that feels like the weight of the world is resting squarely on your shoulders, threatening to pull you down. I’ve been there—maybe you have too. Those moments when the pressure feels unbearable, and it’s hard to see the way forward. As Christian women, we know that life isn’t always smooth sailing. Most of us, at some point, have experienced hardship so great it nearly pulled us into the depths of despair or even depression. I hear it often in my church, as many of us carry burdens we sometimes feel are too heavy to bear alone.

But there’s good news. In those times of difficulty, there is something simple yet powerful we can do—something that not only helps those around us but also protects ourselves. That thing is support. When we lift each other up, when we reach out to those in pain, we not only help them find healing but also strengthen our own hearts in the process. As believers in Christ, we are called to be a light in the darkness. By showing God’s love and grace to others, we fulfill His command and find joy in being instruments of His peace.

The Power of Being a Light in Darkness

Jesus calls us to be a light in the world. In Matthew 5:14, He reminds us, “You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden.” This is not just a command, but a calling to step out of our comfort zones and shine God’s light into the lives of those who need it most. When others around us are struggling—whether with grief, anxiety, depression, or the daily burdens of life—we are called to reflect the love of Christ and to show up for them.

I believe there is a unique power in showing up for someone during their darkest moments. It doesn’t require us to have all the answers or even say anything profound—it simply requires our presence and willingness to care. Even a small act of kindness, a listening ear, or a prayer can make a world of difference.

The Science Behind Reaching Out

It’s not just a Christian idea to help those in pain. In fact, science has long confirmed the importance of reaching out to those who are vulnerable. A study conducted by Michigan University explored the effects of social support on people prone to depression, particularly individuals who had experienced the loss of a spouse. They found that those who received support during these vulnerable times were much less likely to slip into depression than those who were isolated.

This is a powerful reminder of the impact that simply being there for someone can have on their mental and emotional health. It’s not just about offering advice or solving their problems—it’s about showing them that they are not alone. That, in itself, is a profound and life-giving gift. The love of Christ works through us in those moments of support, and it’s a reminder that we are called to be instruments of healing in each other’s lives.

Carrying Each Other’s Burdens

The Bible is full of wisdom about the importance of supporting one another. In Galatians 6:2, Paul urges us to, “Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way, you will fulfill the law of Christ.” This verse sums up the heart of Christian community. We are not meant to live in isolation; we are meant to walk alongside each other, sharing in the joys and the sorrows of life. When one of us suffers, we all suffer, and when one rejoices, we all rejoice.

It’s easy to get caught up in our own struggles and forget about those around us. But as Christians, we are called to look outside ourselves and notice the pain and needs of others. We are called to step into the messiness of life and offer help, love, and encouragement. Whether it’s a listening ear, a word of encouragement, a prayer, or a practical act of service—every little thing we do can make a difference.

Practical Ways to Lift Others Up

If you feel uncertain about how to support someone who is struggling, don’t worry. The Bible gives us plenty of examples of ways we can be there for one another. Here are some simple and practical ways to lift up those in your life who may be carrying heavy burdens:

Reach Out with a Message or Phone Call
Sometimes, just letting someone know you are thinking of them can be a lifeline. Send a text, make a phone call, or write a simple note to let them know you care. In 1 Thessalonians 5:11, we are encouraged to “encourage one another and build each other up.” A small act of reaching out can remind someone they are not alone.
Listen Without Judgment
When people are struggling, they often just need someone to listen. In James 1:19, we are reminded to be “quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to become angry.” Sometimes the best way to help is to simply sit with someone and listen to their heart. Let them express their feelings, without feeling the need to fix everything.
Offer a Prayer
One of the most powerful ways we can support someone is through prayer. In Philippians 4:6, Paul tells us, “Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.” Praying for others and with them brings the peace of God into their lives and invites His healing presence.
Serve with a Helping Hand
In Galatians 6:9, we are reminded not to grow weary in doing good. If you know someone is overwhelmed with their daily responsibilities, offer practical help. Maybe you can cook a meal, help with household chores, or offer to watch their children for a few hours. Small acts of service can go a long way in showing God’s love.
Encourage with Scripture
Sometimes, the best way to encourage someone is to point them to the promises of God’s Word. Whether it’s sharing a Bible verse or sending them a Scripture card, the Word of God has the power to comfort, heal, and restore. Isaiah 41:10 reminds us, “Do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God.”

A Prayer for Strength and Support

Heavenly Father,
Thank You for Your endless love and grace. You are our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in times of trouble. I pray for my sisters in Christ who are struggling with stress, sadness, or burdens that feel too heavy to bear. Lord, surround them with Your peace and remind them that they are not alone. Use me to be a source of encouragement and support to those in need. Help me to be quick to listen, slow to speak, and eager to serve. May Your light shine through me as I walk alongside those who need Your love.
In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Conclusion: We Are Stronger Together

As Christian women, we are called to be a community of support and encouragement. When one part of the body suffers, we all suffer. But when we stand together in love and grace, we lift each other up and bring glory to God. Remember, we are stronger together. Let’s take time each day to notice the needs of those around us and offer the support, love, and care that will help them carry their burdens.

May God bless you as you continue to be a light in the darkness and a source of strength for those who need it most.