Tag: Faith over fear

Anxious Thoughts, Anchored in Christian Faith

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Tonight, Friday, I had one of those conversations that lingers long after the words have left the air. You know the kind — where someone says something so casually, but it hits a deep nerve because you know there’s truth behind it, even if it’s not the truth that should lead.

My friend looked at me and said, “Sometimes you just can’t help it. Worry is just… part of life.”

And I get it. I do. I’ve been there. I am there.

Bills. Future. Relationships. Health. The “what ifs” that creep in when you’re brushing your teeth or folding laundry. It feels almost irresponsible not to worry sometimes, doesn’t it? Like worry is our way of preparing or protecting ourselves. Like if we don’t think through every possible bad scenario, we’re being naive.

But here’s the problem. That mindset doesn’t align with what God says. At all.

“Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything: tell God your needs and don’t forget to thank Him for His answers.” — Philippians 4:6 (TLB)

That’s literally a command. Don’t worry. Not about some things. Not about most things. About anything.

I wanted to tell my friend right then and there — with love but also firmness — “Sis, that’s a lie straight from the pit. Worry might feel natural, but that doesn’t mean it’s right. And it sure doesn’t mean it’s godly.”

Because here’s the thing: God doesn’t give us a standard without a solution. He’s not cold or distant. He doesn’t just throw “Don’t worry” at us and leave us alone with our anxious minds. He gives us a whole formula.

Let me break it down again for myself — because girl, I need this tattooed on my heart:

Step 1: Pray about everything.
If it matters to me, it matters to Him. Whether it’s the results of a biopsy or just the fact that I’m scared I’ll be single forever… He cares. So I have to open my mouth and speak. Not stress in silence. PRAY.

Step 2: Tell God your needs.
Don’t just beg. Be honest. Be specific. It’s okay to say, “Lord, I need clarity. I need strength. I need provision. I need peace.” This is not a burden to Him. This is relationship.

Step 3: Thank Him for His answers.
This one is the hardest when anxiety clouds my view. But God calls me to thank Him before I see the result. To say “Thank You” while the bank account is still low, while the test results are still pending, while the future is still blurry. That’s faith. That’s surrender.

And THEN… comes the promise. And this part blows my mind every time I read it.

“If you do this you will experience God’s peace, which is far more wonderful than the human mind can understand. His peace will keep your thoughts and your hearts quiet and at rest as you trust in Christ Jesus.” — Philippians 4:7 (TLB)

God’s peace isn’t logical. It’s not based on the situation improving. It’s based on HIM.

I’ve tasted that peace before — in moments when everything around me screamed panic, and yet inside, I was still. Not because I had it all figured out, but because I knew He did.

Tonight, I’m choosing that peace again.

I’m laying my anxious thoughts before God. The ones about where I’ll be next year. The ones about whether my life is measuring up to some invisible Christian-woman standard. The ones about how people perceive me — if they think I’m “too much,” too serious, too spiritual, too opinionated. I give it all to the One who made me and already knows how my story ends.

Father God,
You said not to worry. And I confess that I do. I’ve let anxiety become my default setting, and I’ve excused it as just being “realistic.” But You’ve called me to something higher — to trust, to pray, to thank You even when the answer hasn’t arrived yet.

So I bring it all to You. Every fear. Every need. Every unknown. You are my anchor, and You are steady. I believe that as I trust You, You are already working behind the scenes.

Teach me to trust more and fear less. Let Your peace, the peace that confuses the world, flood my mind and heart tonight. Quiet every racing thought. Speak louder than my fears.

In Jesus’ Name,
Amen.

It still amazes me,how countercultural this gospel is. The world says, “Worry is normal. Anxiety is part of life.” But God says, “Not for My child.”

And while I still feel things deeply — I’m a feeler through and through — I no longer let my emotions rule me. I choose faith. I choose obedience. Even when it’s hard. Especially when it’s hard.

I’m not passive about this anymore. I’m not soft about worry. I fight it. I confront it. Not just for me, but for every sister watching me walk this journey.

Because if God says peace is possible, I’m going to live like it’s true.

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When Fear Falls Silent

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As much as I wrestle with my anxious heart, I am reminded that God’s Word calls me to a higher place—a place where fear falls silent because faith speaks louder.

I can’t help but think about how often we humans live captive to worry. We fret about our health, the future of our families, money, the state of the world, even the smallest things like salt and sugar intake—things we imagine could throw our lives off balance. The truth is, much of this worry is unfounded, a thief stealing our peace and joy.

The Longman Dictionary defines worry as “an uncomfortable feeling in the mind, caused by a mixture of fear and uncertainty.” How true. And yet, worry doesn’t just stay in our minds; it spills over into our bodies, our spirits, and our actions. Dr. Charles Mayo said something that hit me deeply: “I’ve never known a man who died from overwork, but I’ve known many who have died from doubt.” That doubt—that worry—is more deadly than we realize.

So, what am I worrying about today? Honestly, sometimes it’s everything all at once—my family’s health, my job, the world’s instability. But when I bring it all before God, I realize how small those worries are compared to His infinite power and love.

Jesus’s words in Matthew 6:34 keep ringing in my ears: “Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” This isn’t just a suggestion; it’s a divine command to release the burdens that we were never meant to carry alone.

I remind myself that worrying about tomorrow is pointless because God alone holds the future. Proverbs 16:9 says, “In his heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps.” How often do I forget this? I make my plans, map out every detail, and then stress when things don’t go as I imagined. But God? He is sovereign. He guides my steps even when I’m unsure which way to turn.

And honestly, there’s enough trouble in today without borrowing from tomorrow’s troubles. I think about people who wake up each day terrified—some cry out, “Good Lord, it’s morning!” while others cheerfully say, “Good morning, Lord!” Which one am I?

I want to be the latter. I want to greet each morning with faith that God is present, that He is in control.

God declares Himself as the eternal “I AM,” a God of the present moment. Too often, I find myself trapped either in regrets about the past or anxieties about the future. But the Apostle Paul encourages me to forget what lies behind and press forward (Philippians 3:13). And when worry threatens to consume me, Paul’s words in Philippians 4:6 give me a lifeline: “Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.”

Prayer is my refuge. When fear screams loudest, I whisper my needs to God, trusting that He hears and cares.

Lord, I come before You now with my fears and worries. You see the turmoil in my heart. I ask for Your peace that surpasses all understanding to guard my heart and mind in Christ Jesus (Philippians 4:7). Help me to surrender my anxious thoughts to You, trusting You with my tomorrow and my today. Give me strength to face each moment with courage and faith, knowing You are my refuge and my strength (Psalm 46:1).

I confess that sometimes I let worry control me, stealing the joy You desire for me. Forgive me, Lord, for doubting Your promises and for holding on to fears instead of releasing them into Your hands. Teach me to walk boldly in faith, to confront the lies of fear with the truth of Your Word.

I remember that God is not a distant deity but a loving Father who cares deeply for His children. He reminds me in 1 Peter 5:7, “Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you.” That’s not just comforting—it’s revolutionary. I don’t have to carry my burdens alone.

Sometimes, I think our worry stems from a lack of trust in God’s goodness and timing. But I want to believe that God is good, always. That His plans for me are for peace and not for harm (Jeremiah 29:11). Even when life feels uncertain and scary, God remains my anchor.

I’m learning that to confront worry, I must confront my fears head-on—not by denying them, but by taking them to God and standing firm in His truth. The enemy would love nothing more than to keep me paralyzed in fear. But the Spirit gives me power, love, and self-discipline (2 Timothy 1:7).

So today, I choose faith over fear. I choose to face my worries with a prayerful heart and a confident spirit. I don’t have all the answers, but I have a God who does.

I pray this for everyone who’s burdened with worry, for those who feel defeated and powerless. May you find rest in God’s promises. May you release your fears into His capable hands. And may you wake each morning with the courage to say, “Good morning, Lord.”

Fear will fall silent—not because it disappears—but because faith speaks louder.

Amen.

Divine Plot Twist: God’s Way of Turning Things Around

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Yesterday was one of those days where everything felt like it was falling apart, and yet, somehow, I still heard the Holy Spirit whisper: “I’m not finished yet.” And I believe Him. I really do. Even if it feels like it’s too late in the natural. Even if it seems like the damage is done, and there’s no way forward. I know better. I know the glory of God.

But being honest? It looked impossible yesterday. I caught myself staring at a situation in my life that’s been spiraling for months—something I thought would work out by now, something I prayed over, cried about, trusted for—and nothing. Still broken. Still barren. Still… not what I imagined.

I felt that lump in my throat rise up again. That familiar whisper from the enemy: “It’s too late now.”
But God.


Romans 8:28 says, “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.”

All things. Not just the pretty parts. Not just the wins. But the mess, the shame, the silence, the heartbreak, the failures—even the things that feel too far gone.

Today, I’m choosing to confront this unbelief in my heart. I’m not pretending like I’m okay when I’m not. That’s not faith. That’s denial. And I’m done hiding my disappointments in the back of the closet, like God doesn’t already see them. He sees it all. And still, He chooses to redeem.

God, I believe You can turn this around. I believe it, even when I don’t feel it. I believe it, even when the timeline has passed and the doors seem shut. You are not bound by time, space, or circumstances. You step into the grave and call forth life. You still roll stones away.

John 11:40 says, “Did I not tell you that if you believe, you will see the glory of God?”

Sometimes I forget how much You love showing up when the situation looks dead. Like with Lazarus. Everyone else was weeping. Everyone else had given up. But You walked straight into that moment with resurrection power.

That’s who You are.

I’ve got a “Lazarus situation” in my life right now, Lord. It’s past the point of fixing, humanly speaking. But I believe You specialize in the impossible. And I’m not asking You to sprinkle fairy dust over my problems—I’m asking You to show Your glory in a way that only You can. Do what no therapy session, no paycheck, no person could ever do. Turn it around for Your glory.

Isaiah 43:19 says, “See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.”

If You can make rivers in the desert, You can make a miracle out of this.

There’s a fire in me today—not anger, but holy frustration. I’m not mad at You, God. I’m mad at the lies I’ve believed about You. Mad at how often I shrink Your power down to fit inside the limits of what I can see and understand. I’m done doing that. You are GOD. There is no one like You.

So here I am—heart wide open. If it takes me crying again, I’ll cry. If it takes me praying the same prayer again, I’ll pray it. If it takes waiting longer, I’ll wait. But I’m not giving up. Because You haven’t given up on me.

Genesis 50:20 says, “You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives.”

That part—“God intended it for good”—is ringing in my soul tonight. He can take what the enemy meant for evil and flip it. That means nothing is wasted. That means no pain is pointless. That means God can use even this.

Jesus, if this trial leads to a deeper testimony, I say yes. If this battle ends up blessing someone else down the road, I say yes. If this detour is really divine, I say yes.

But I ask, Lord—redeem it. Don’t just heal me—use me. Use my broken pieces to build something beautiful. Use my silence to create a louder song. Use this dark chapter to illuminate Your light.

Father, in the name of Jesus, I pray with full confidence: breathe life into what seems dead. Reverse what looks irreversible. Heal what feels hopeless. Shift what’s stuck. And give me the faith to stand, even while I wait.

Remind my soul that You are still moving. Even when the door closes. Even when the test comes back positive. Even when the person walks away. Even when it all looks like it’s over.

God, I trust You to turn it around. You’re not late. You’re strategic. You’re setting the stage. And I believe that when You move, it won’t just be good—it’ll be glorious.

So I’ll keep praising You now, in the middle. I’ll keep writing these prayers with tear-stained pages. I’ll keep holding on. Because I know who You are. And I know how You work.

What the enemy meant for harm—You’re going to use for GOOD.

So tonight, I rest in that truth. Not because I understand everything… but because I trust the One who does.

Amen.

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The Armor of Courage: Christian Faith Over Fear

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Today, fear tried to crawl back into my head again. I felt it creeping in through the cracks of my morning silence, wrapping its cold fingers around my chest before I even got out of bed. It whispered lies before I’d even had coffee.

It said I wasn’t ready.
That I was going to mess this up.
That I’d never be enough.

Fear. Again.

It’s not just an emotion—let’s be real. It’s a strategy. A trap. A distraction straight from the pit. I know it when I feel it now. I used to call it “overthinking,” or “being realistic.” But now I see it for what it is: spiritual warfare.

And I’m over it.

The Word says in Philippians 4:6, “Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God.”

I don’t want fear to have any room in my life. Not in my decisions. Not in my relationships. Not in my dreams. Fear muddies my judgment, distorts my view, and stifles my joy. It’s not just uncomfortable—it’s destructive.

I had to pause this morning and confront it head-on. Not coddle it. Not analyze it to death. CONFRONT it.

So I asked myself THREE questions……….
❶What am I afraid of?
❷What’s the trigger?
❸What lie am I believing?

Turns out I was afraid of failing in front of people I love. I had a presentation coming up at work and the pressure was making me spiral. Why? Because I started telling myself I needed to be perfect to be accepted. Again. That lie has teeth. But it’s a lie nonetheless.

And God is not the author of lies.

So I prayed. Out loud. With urgency. Not because I’m holy, but because I’m desperate. I told God, “Lord, I don’t want to live like this. I want to walk in Your peace, not in fear. I want the kind of courage that only comes from knowing who I am in You.”

I laid it all out. My trembling heart. My racing thoughts. My self-doubt. I gave Him the entire mess. Because that’s what He wants. Not perfection—surrender.

The moment I started talking to Jesus, the fog began to clear. My emotions didn’t shift right away, but my focus did. And sometimes that’s the bigger miracle.

I felt Him say, “Daughter, you are mine. You don’t have to perform to be loved. You don’t have to impress anyone to be accepted. Stand in My strength, not yours.”

Whew. That hit me deep.

Matthew 10:31 came to mind like a sword: “So do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows.”

Do I believe that? Do I believe I’m valuable to God even when I don’t get everything right? That He’s watching me, caring for me, holding my hand even when I feel shaky?

YES.
I HAVE to believe that.
Because if I don’t trust His love, I will drown in anxiety.

Fear tells me, “What if it all goes wrong?”
But FAITH says, “Even if it does, God is still good, and He’s still with me.”

Proverbs 1:33 reminds me, “But whoever listens to me will live in safety and be at ease, without fear of harm.”

There it is. That’s the real armor: listening to God. Tuning out the noise of the enemy and tuning into His voice. That’s where courage lives. Not in hyping myself up. Not in overpreparing. In listening to my Father and believing His Word.

I know I have authority in Jesus’ name to reject fear.
I don’t have to entertain it, reason with it, or invite it in like a guest.
I can slam the door in its face.

Jesus didn’t die for me to live shackled to anxiety.
He died to set me FREE.

And if I’ve learned anything this year—it’s that freedom is a choice.
Every single day.
Every moment.
Every thought.

So I’m choosing it again today.

Fear might knock on my door, but I don’t have to answer.
I’ve got spiritual armor now.
I’ve got my sword—the Word.
I’ve got truth etched into my bones.
I’m not walking in weakness anymore.


God, I renounce fear in the name of Jesus. I refuse to partner with anxiety, confusion, or doubt. You are not a God of fear, but of power, love, and a sound mind (2 Timothy 1:7). Fill me with Your peace that surpasses all understanding. Show me where my thinking needs to change. Help me root every fear in Your truth, and not in my feelings. I trust You, Lord. I trust Your timing, Your plan, and Your heart for me. Clothe me in the armor of courage. Amen.

I may not be wise, but I’ve lived enough life to know fear is a liar—and God is faithful.

The war between faith and fear is daily. But I am NOT defenseless.
The enemy doesn’t get to write the narrative—I already know the ending.
Victory is mine in Christ. Period.

Now I’m going to get up, finish my coffee, and walk into this day like the daughter of the King that I am.

Because fear doesn’t get the final word. Faith does.

Cling to the Cross: How to Keep Yourself in God’s Love

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For a while now, at least since Spring I’d honestly say, my heart has been heavy, but not with sorrow—more like reverence. A deep, weighty awareness of how fragile my love can be compared to Yours (God’s). I’ve been sitting with Jude 21 all week:

“Keep yourselves in God’s love as you wait for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ to bring you to eternal life.” – Jude 21 (NIV)

That verse doesn’t let me off the hook. It commands me. It tells me that remaining in Your love isn’t automatic—it’s intentional. And that convicts me.

Because, God… how many times have I allowed distractions, fears, or even just apathy to distance me from You? How many times have I let my emotions steer me away from Your presence instead of clinging to the cross like it’s my lifeline—which it is?

I sat in my car earlier after running errands, and I just started crying. Not out of sadness, really, but out of this mix of longing and guilt. I want to stay in Your love, but some days I don’t even know what that really looks like. And yet—Your voice, gentle and steady, reminded me: Cling to the cross.

Not just in the hard moments. Not just on Sundays. But every single day.

When I woke up this morning, I prayed out of routine. But by the time I got to mid-afternoon, I had already snapped at someone, scrolled mindlessly through my phone, and barely acknowledged You in the middle of my thoughts. And then tonight, You bring me back again—to Your Word, to Your presence, to Your mercy. You always bring me back.

“Remain in me, as I also remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine.” – John 15:4 (NIV)

You are the Vine. The source of love, strength, and truth. I’m just a branch. I dry out so quickly when I’m not connected to You. I think that’s why Jude tells us to keep ourselves in Your love. Because the world pulls hard. Our flesh pulls even harder. And the only way to stay in Your love is to choose it daily—to choose You daily.

Jesus, I don’t want to just visit Your love when life falls apart. I want to live there. Dwell there. Make it the home my heart always returns to. I want to cling to the cross—not out of desperation, but out of love and dependence.

I thought about what clinging to the cross really means, and I think it starts with remembering. Remembering what You did for me. Not just in a distant, “Sunday-school” way, but really reflecting on it. You gave everything. You suffered shame, pain, rejection—all for me. You didn’t hold back. How could I?

Lord, help me not to treat Your sacrifice like a safety net I only fall into. Help me treat it like the center of my life—the reason I do what I do, the lens I see everything through. When I’m tempted to wander, bring me back to Calvary. When I doubt, show me Your hands. When I feel unworthy, let me hear Your voice again: It is finished.

I guess what I’m realizing is that clinging to the cross looks a lot like choosing You in the smallest moments. Like…

  • Opening my Bible instead of opening a complaining text.
  • Choosing prayer over worry.
  • Forgiving when I want to sulk.
  • Turning off the noise and just sitting in silence with You.

“Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful.” – Hebrews 10:23 (ESV)

You are so faithful, Lord. Even when I’m not. Even when I wander. Even when I forget. And that faithfulness pulls me back into Your love every single time. It’s not a love I earned—it’s a love You gave. Freely.

Tonight, I wrote this simple prayer in my journal and I want to pray it out loud now:

Father God,

Thank You for the cross. Thank You that Your love was poured out in blood, not just in words. Remind me daily that Your love is not distant—it’s present. It’s active. It’s sacrificial.

Lord, help me to keep myself in that love. Teach me how to cling tightly when the world distracts and the enemy lies. Strengthen my heart to obey, to abide, and to remember that no matter what’s happening around me, Your love is constant.

When I feel cold or distant, draw me near again. Let my soul be tethered to Your cross—never wandering too far, never forgetting the cost of grace.

In Jesus’ holy name,
Amen.

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You know, I used to think “keeping myself in God’s love” meant being perfect. Like, if I read my Bible enough, prayed long enough, behaved good enough—then I’d stay in it. But now I know: Your love isn’t something I have to perform for. But keeping myself in it? That’s about protecting the space You’ve made for me. It’s about fighting to remain in the awareness of Your grace—fighting to stay in the shelter of it when my emotions say otherwise.

I’m reminded of Psalm 91:

“He will cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you will find refuge; His faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.” – Psalm 91:4 (NIV)

Your love is my refuge. My safe place. My covering. And I don’t want to step out from under that. I want to stay close—no matter how grown-up or independent I feel. Because truthfully? I’m nothing without You. I don’t want to be anything without You.

Tomorrow, I’ll wake up and whisper again, “Cling to the cross.” When my thoughts scatter, when my heart grows tired, when the enemy tries to accuse—I’ll choose the cross. I’ll choose the love that never gives up on me. The love that bleeds and redeems and resurrects.

I don’t always know what lies ahead, Lord. But I know what holds me now: Your love. And I’m keeping myself in it by clinging tightly to You.

God’s Got This: Resting in His Faithfulness

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I needed to write tonight (Sunday June 22nd). My heart feels heavy, not with hopelessness, but with questions, confusion, and honestly—this overwhelming need to let go and trust You. It’s just… hard sometimes. My mind knows the truth: You are good, You are faithful, You are in control. But my emotions? They don’t always catch up.

Today was one of those days that tested me. Work was chaotic, and I felt like nothing I did was enough. I tried my best—stayed online late, double-checked everything in my project case, fake-smiled through it all. But deep down, I felt anxious. Not because of the project itself, but because I’m scared. Scared that I’m failing. Scared that You’re disappointed in me. Scared that maybe I’m not where I’m “supposed” to be.

But You reminded me of something powerful today.

Right in the middle of my anxious spiral, a verse popped into my head—like You whispered it gently to my spirit:

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.”
— Proverbs 3:5-6 (NIV)

I’ve read that verse probably a hundred times. I’ve memorized it. Quoted it. But today… today it hit differently. I realized I’ve been leaning so hard on my own understanding. My own logic. My five-year plan. My checklist of how things should be going by now. And in doing that, I’ve subtly told You that I trust my own ability to figure life out more than I trust You.

That stung.

God, I’m sorry. I truly am. I know You don’t expect perfection from me, but You do want my trust. You want my surrender. And that doesn’t mean giving up—it means handing over the steering wheel and saying, “God, drive. I’ll go wherever You take me.”

So tonight, I’m choosing to say it again: God, You’ve got this. Whatever “this” looks like—my career, my relationships, my finances, my emotions, my future—I’m giving it to You. I want to be like David when he said:

“When I am afraid, I put my trust in You.”
— Psalm 56:3 (ESV)

Even David, a man after Your own heart, felt fear. But he didn’t stay there. He put his trust in You. Actively. Intentionally. That’s what I want to do too.

Here’s the truth, Lord. Trusting You isn’t always a one-time thing. For me, it’s like… a million little moments every single day. I trust You when I pray. I trust You when I let go of what I can’t control. I trust You when I stop rehearsing worst-case scenarios in my head. I trust You when I choose peace over panic.

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Honestly, it’s humbling. I’m 24, and there’s so much I thought I’d have figured out by now. But maybe that’s part of the journey. Maybe You’re allowing this space of “not knowing” to teach me how to walk by faith and not by sight.

“For we walk by faith, not by sight.”
— 2 Corinthians 5:7 (KJV)

Lord, that verse has been my anchor lately. It’s so countercultural to walk by faith. The world screams, “Have a plan. Be in control. Know what’s next.” But You whisper, “Follow Me. Trust Me. I know the way.”

Tonight, I needed to write all this out to remind myself—and maybe even to declare to You again—that I do trust You. Even when it’s messy. Even when my heart trembles. Even when I can’t see two steps ahead.

You’ve been too faithful for me to doubt You now.

I remember when I prayed for this job. You opened the door. I remember when I prayed for peace during Mom’s surgery. You flooded me with it. I remember when I asked You to show me if that relationship wasn’t from You—and You did, even though it hurt. You’ve always been there. Always come through. Always held me when I felt like I was falling.

So if I believe that You were God then, I need to believe You’re still God now.

Here’s a little prayer I want to pray tonight before bed:

Heavenly Father,
Thank You for being patient with me when I waver. Thank You for holding me when I’m tired of trying to hold everything together. I lay down my need to control, my fear of failure, my doubt, and my anxiety at Your feet.
You are the Author and Perfecter of my faith. I trust that You are writing a beautiful story, even if I’m only on a confusing page right now. Help me to rest in the truth that You see me, You know me, and You love me more than I can comprehend.
Teach me to trust You more tomorrow than I did today.
In Jesus’ name,
Amen.

I think about Peter walking on water sometimes. The second he looked at the waves instead of Jesus, he sank. And yet—You didn’t let him drown. You reached out and pulled him back up. That story gets me every time.

You didn’t shame him for looking away. You didn’t abandon him when he got scared. You just reached out and saved him.

That’s who You are, Lord.

You’re not waiting for me to be perfect. You’re just waiting for me to trust You.

So tomorrow, I’m going to my best to wake up and remind myself: God’s got this.

You ARE NOT Catholic if you support Abortion. You are Just EVIL!

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I’m angry. No, I’m furious. My heart is pounding and my hands are literally shaking as I write this. I can’t keep pretending like I’m okay when I see people—especially people in power—standing up, smiling, quoting Jesus on Sunday, and then turning around and supporting the murder of unborn babies on Monday. Enough is enough.

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Joe Biden. The man claims he’s Catholic. He crosses himself. He shows up to Mass. He talks about faith and compassion and unity. But he’s also one of the most vocal pro-abortion leaders we’ve ever had in this country. How do those two things go together? THEY DON’T.

“Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness.” – Isaiah 5:20

How can you say you’re Christian—follower of Christ, lover of truth, defender of the innocent—and also believe in killing babies? How dare you twist Christianity into some feel-good political identity while standing for the legalized destruction of God’s creation?

Prayer #1:
Lord Jesus, give me the courage to speak truth even when the world hates it. Give me the fire of righteousness that You had when You overturned the tables in the temple. Let me stand unshaken against the hypocrisy around me. Amen.

I’m sick of this lukewarm Christianity that picks and chooses what parts of the Bible to follow like it’s some spiritual buffet. You don’t get to be pro-baby murder and still claim the name of Christ. You don’t. You can’t.

Jesus loved children. He said let them come to Him. He didn’t say, “Let the government fund their murder if it’s inconvenient.”

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you.” – Jeremiah 1:5

Life begins in the womb. That’s not just a religious opinion. That’s biology. That’s truth. That’s God’s Word. And yet here we are, in 2025, still debating whether babies are people. Still watching politicians pretend they’re men of faith while ignoring the most innocent among us.

I watched a clip of Biden the other day talking about how his Catholicism “guides his compassion.” And all I could think was—where is your compassion for the unborn? Where is your compassion for the voiceless? You show more sympathy for “women’s rights” than the right to life itself.

Prayer #2:
God, I’m overwhelmed by the lies being accepted as truth. Help me not grow weary in doing good. Help me be a voice for the voiceless, even when I’m mocked or silenced. Your justice is perfect. Give me strength to wait for it. Amen.

I know I sound harsh. But Jesus wasn’t soft when it came to hypocrisy. He hated it. He didn’t dance around the truth to keep the peace. He called the Pharisees vipers and whitewashed tombs. And today’s political “Christians” who support abortion are no different. You say you’re with Jesus, but you deny His Word.

“You shall not murder.” – Exodus 20:13

That commandment doesn’t come with a footnote: unless the baby is unwanted, inconvenient, or has Down syndrome. Murder is murder. The womb is supposed to be the safest place on earth—and yet it’s become a battlefield. And people like Biden, Kamala, and others are cheerleaders for that violence.

Prayer #3:
Father, break the hearts of those in power. Convict them. Bring them to repentance. Show them the horror of what they support and bring them into the light. Let no life be taken without Your justice rising up. Amen.

I was raised Catholic. I’ve read the Catechism. I’ve read the Bible. I’ve sat in pews listening to homilies about the dignity of life. You CANNOT be Catholic and pro-abortion. It’s a contradiction. It’s a lie. And I refuse to be silent about it just because it makes people uncomfortable.

I keep seeing people on Instagram putting crosses in their bios and then posting “shout your abortion” stories. That’s not Jesus. That’s not Christianity. That’s the enemy dressing up sin to look like empowerment.

“Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind.” – Romans 12:2

I don’t want to be popular. I don’t want to be politically correct. I want to be faithful. I want to stand before God someday and hear “Well done.” And I won’t hear that if I stay silent while children are being sacrificed on the altar of choice.

And that’s what it is. Modern-day child sacrifice. Just like the Israelites who turned to Molech and let their babies burn, we have become a nation that sacrifices the innocent for convenience, careers, and comfort.

Prayer #4:
Jesus, wake up Your Church. Shake us out of apathy. Let us mourn for the babies. Let us rise up with holy rage and holy compassion. Let us be the hands that rescue and the voices that cry out. Amen.

If that makes me judgmental, so be it. I’m not here to coddle sin. I’m here to love truth. And sometimes love looks like confrontation. Sometimes love says, “You’re wrong.” If Joe Biden—or anyone—truly loved Christ, they’d repent of supporting abortion. They’d fall on their knees and beg for forgiveness.

“Whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in me to sin, it would be better for him to have a great millstone fastened around his neck and to be drowned in the depth of the sea.” – Matthew 18:6

God is not mocked. There will be judgment. I feel it coming. And honestly, that terrifies me more for the people supporting abortion than for myself. Because when you stand before God, your political party won’t save you. Your reputation won’t save you. Your “Catholic” identity won’t save you.

Only Jesus will. And He doesn’t play games with fake faith.

Prayer #5:
God, I repent for the times I stayed silent. I repent for the moments I chose comfort over conviction. Use me. Use my anger, my voice, my faith, my tears—whatever You need. Just don’t let me waste my life being quiet in a world that’s dying. Amen.

I don’t hate Joe Biden as a person. I truly don’t. I pray for him. I pray he wakes up. I pray he encounters Jesus for real. But I do hate what he stands for. I hate the evil policies. I hate the deception. I hate that babies die while the world claps.

So no, you’re not Catholic if you support abortion. You’re not Christian. You’re not walking with Jesus. Because Jesus doesn’t kill babies. He heals, He loves, He saves.

And I will die on that hill.

The Final Word: Why the Bible Still Speaks Today

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Today, I found myself overwhelmed with gratitude as I opened my Bible—the living Word of God. It’s not just ink on paper. It is breath and truth, sharper than any two-edged sword (Hebrews 4:12), and it still speaks with clarity, authority, and compassion into every broken, confused, and distracted corner of our world.

There’s a lot of noise around us—so many opinions, ideologies, and distractions fighting for our attention. But in a world spinning ever faster into chaos and confusion, the Bible remains a steady voice. It is the voice of God. It doesn’t shift with cultural tides or bend to human preference. It stands. It convicts. It comforts. It corrects. And ultimately, it reigns as the final Word on all that is truly glorious.

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“The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever.” – Isaiah 40:8

This morning, I sat in the quiet before sunrise, coffee in hand and Bible open, reading from John 1. The words leapt off the page: “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” My heart stirred. Jesus is not only the fulfillment of the written Word—He is the Word made flesh. And what God has spoken through Him will never pass away (Matthew 24:35). He alone defines truth, beauty, and what is worthy of praise.

The world, however, seems to be on a different path. So many are quick to dismiss the Bible as outdated, irrelevant, or intolerant. My heart aches for them. Not out of superiority—but out of sorrow. Because without the truth of God’s Word, how will they know the way to life? Jesus said, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me” (John 14:6). That’s not a suggestion. It’s a final word.

As believers, we cannot afford to be silent about this. We are called to be salt and light (Matthew 5:13–16). We must hold firm to the authority of Scripture in a world that desperately wants to rewrite truth. God’s Word isn’t just a good book—it is The Book, divinely inspired and profitable for teaching, rebuking, correcting, and training in righteousness (2 Timothy 3:16). It tells us what is glorious—what reflects the heart and holiness of our Creator.

When I look around and see what society now calls “glorious,” it grieves me. So often, it exalts pride, self-expression without boundaries, sexual immorality, greed, and rebellion against God’s order. But the Bible makes it clear: “Woe to those who call evil good and good evil” (Isaiah 5:20). What God calls sin is not a matter of personal interpretation or cultural evolution—it’s eternal truth. And truth has consequences.

This is where my heart becomes burdened for the lost—those who don’t believe, those who reject or ignore God’s Word. The Bible is not ambiguous about the fate of those who die without Christ. Hebrews 9:27 says, “It is appointed for man to die once, and after that comes judgment.” That is sobering. That is real. And while God is rich in mercy and slow to anger (Psalm 103:8), He is also just. There is a day coming when every knee will bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord (Philippians 2:10–11). For some, that day will be one of eternal joy. For others, one of eternal regret.

I don’t write these things from a place of condemnation. Lord knows, I too once wandered far from Him. But His Word found me. It cut through my sin, my pride, my pain, and called me home. His grace changed everything. That’s why I believe the Bible still speaks today. Because I am living proof of its power. It rescued me. It guides me. And it anchors me when the world tries to shake my foundation.

Prayer:

Father, thank You for Your Word. Thank You for its unshakable truth, for its power to heal, convict, and restore. Help me, Lord, to treasure it more deeply and obey it more faithfully. Give me boldness to speak its truth in love, even when it’s unpopular. Open the hearts of those who have not yet received You. May they see the beauty of Your Son, Jesus, and surrender their lives before it’s too late. Let Your Word go forth and not return void, just as You promised in Isaiah 55:11. Amen.

If anyone happens to read this article one day, I want them to know this: There is only one voice that has the final say over life and death, over right and wrong, over what is glorious and what is not. That voice is the voice of God, revealed in His Word.

The invitation is still open. While we have breath in our lungs, we can turn to Him. He is patient, not wanting any to perish, but for all to come to repentance (2 Peter 3:9). But let us not mistake His patience for permissiveness. The day of the Lord will come like a thief.

So to the one reading this who may still be on the fence—don’t wait. Open your heart. Open His Word. He is calling. And His Word will always be the last word.

“Forever, O Lord, Your word is firmly fixed in the heavens.” – Psalm 119:89

Finding Light in Darkness: Uplifting Bible Verses for Hope

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In our lives, there are moments when darkness seems overwhelming—when grief, uncertainty, or hardship threatens to swallow our peace. During these times, it can feel as though hope is distant or even gone. But Scripture reminds us that God’s light never stops shining, even in the darkest valleys. His promises are sure, His presence is constant, and His Word offers us unshakable hope.

Let’s take a gentle journey through the Word of God, reflecting on His promises, and offering prayers for comfort, healing, and renewed hope.

1. God Is With You in the Darkness

“Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.” – Psalm 23:4 (ESV)

This beloved psalm reminds us that God doesn’t leave us when times get hard. He walks beside us. Whether you’re grieving a loss, facing uncertainty, or battling anxiety, take comfort in knowing you are not alone.

Prayer:
Lord, even in the darkest valley, I believe You are with me. Help me feel Your comforting presence. Hold my heart and strengthen my spirit. Shine Your light over my life. Amen.

2. Hope Anchored in God’s Promises

“Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful.” – Hebrews 10:23 (NIV)

Hope isn’t wishful thinking; it’s confident trust in the character of God. When everything around us is uncertain, we can stand on the rock of His Word. He is faithful. He cannot lie. What He has promised, He will fulfill.

Prayer:
God, I choose to hold tightly to the hope I have in You. When I am weary, remind me of Your faithfulness. Help me to trust Your promises even when I cannot yet see the outcome. Amen.

3. Light Always Overcomes Darkness

“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” – John 1:5 (NIV)

Jesus is the light of the world, and no darkness can overpower Him. When fear, despair, or sorrow surround us, His light is stronger. Sometimes all we can do is whisper His name—and that is enough. He is near.

Prayer:
Jesus, You are the Light that darkness cannot overcome. Fill every shadowed place in my life with Your presence. Replace my fear with Your peace and my sorrow with Your joy. Amen.

4. Strength When You Feel Weak

“But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.” – Isaiah 40:31 (NIV)

Our strength is limited, but God’s is boundless. When our own efforts fail, when we feel too tired to keep going, God invites us to wait on Him—and He promises to renew our strength.

Prayer:
Father, I am weary. I feel like I cannot take another step. But I wait on You now, and I ask You to carry me. Renew my strength. Help me to soar again, not by my power but by Yours. Amen.

5. Peace Beyond Understanding

“And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” – Philippians 4:7 (ESV)

Sometimes, peace doesn’t come from our circumstances improving—it comes from knowing God is in control, even when we are not. His peace quiets the soul and guards the heart like a shield.

Prayer:
Lord, guard my heart with Your peace. When anxiety or fear threatens to take over, help me return to Your presence. Quiet my mind. Cover me with the peace that only You can give. Amen.

6. God’s Plans Are Still Good

“‘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 a hope and a future.’” – Jeremiah 29:11 (NIV)

In seasons of waiting or pain, it can be hard to believe God still has a plan. But His Word assures us: our story isn’t over. His plans are not to harm us, but to bring us to a good and hopeful end.

Prayer:
Heavenly Father, when I can’t see the way forward, help me remember that You are writing my story. I trust Your plans, even when I don’t understand them. Guide me toward the future You’ve prepared. Amen.

7. Comfort for the Brokenhearted

“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” – Psalm 34:18 (NIV)

Grief and sorrow are not foreign to God. He is near to those who are hurting. When your spirit is crushed, He doesn’t turn away—He leans in closer.

Prayer:
Lord, my heart is heavy. I bring You my broken pieces. Sit with me in my pain and begin the healing only You can bring. I trust You to comfort me and restore joy in time. Amen.

Final Encouragement

Dear friend, if you’re walking through darkness today, remember this: you are not walking alone. God is still with you. His Word is alive, and His light still shines. Take each verse and prayer into your heart. Read them aloud. Meditate on them. Let them become your lifeline.

Sometimes hope doesn’t arrive all at once—it grows slowly like the dawn, one ray at a time. Keep looking up. Keep seeking Him. The darkness will lift. Light is coming.

“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” – Romans 15:13 (NIV)

How Can Anyone Be Okay with Abortions in the year 2025?

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My heart feels especially heavy today.

I found myself asking, “How can anyone be okay with abortions in the year 2025?” In a time filled with so many resources, awareness, and medical advancement, it deeply saddens me that the value of life—especially in the womb—is still so often overlooked. Every life is a gift from God. Every heartbeat, a sign of His divine workmanship.

Let’s be real, ABORTION is STRAIGHT-UP MURDER! No If’s And’s or But’s About it!

Anyone who says life doesn’t begin at conception is lying to themselves—and deep down, I think they know it.

That might sound harsh, but I truly believe it. It’s not just a political opinion or some religious talking point. It’s truth—scientific, moral, and spiritual. From the moment of conception, something completely new and human begins. A unique DNA, a soul formed by the hand of God. That’s not potential life. That’s life. It may be small, quiet, unseen—but so is a heartbeat in the womb. And yet we know that heartbeat is sacred.

Psalm 139:13-14 comes to mind again, as it always does when I pray about this issue:

“For You created my inmost being; You knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made.”

If God is the one doing the knitting, then who are we to say it doesn’t matter? Who are we to pretend nothing sacred is happening? It grieves me to see a world where truth is so often buried under convenience, fear, or personal justification. I don’t believe most people are truly ignorant. I think many just don’t want to face the weight of the truth—that what’s being ended in an abortion is a life. A human life. A child known by God.

But even as I write this, I don’t want to come from a place of judgment. That’s not my place. Only God sees the heart. I don’t know every story or every pain. But I do know this: truth doesn’t stop being truth because it’s uncomfortable. And life doesn’t stop being life because someone is afraid to call it what it is.

So I will keep praying. I will keep speaking up for the unborn. I will keep trusting that God’s truth will break through the noise. And I will try—every day—to live not with anger or pride, but with truth in love.

I turned to God’s Word, and it brought me comfort and conviction:

“For You created my inmost being; You knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made.”
— Psalm 139:13–14

How can such a sacred truth be denied? These verses remind me that God’s fingerprints are on every soul, even before they take their first breath. Life is not an accident—it is a divine intention.

Another verse comes to mind:

“Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves; ensure justice for those being crushed.”
— Proverbs 31:8

God, please help me be brave. Help me stand for life—not just in words, but in action. Let me be someone who shows compassion and grace while never compromising the truth that all life matters, from the very beginning.

A Prayer from My Heart:

Heavenly Father,
I come to You with a heart full of grief and longing. The world feels so far from Your design—so quick to discard what You call sacred. I lift up every unborn child to You, Lord. You see them, You love them, and You know them by name.

I also lift up every woman who feels broken, afraid, or pressured. Please wrap them in Your love. Show them that they are not alone, and that there is always hope and healing in You. Let Your Church rise up with grace and courage—to protect life and care for every soul involved.

Help me to reflect Jesus in how I speak, act, and serve. Let my heart break for what breaks Yours, but let my words always be clothed in compassion and truth.

Reflecting deeply on the sanctity of life and the moral implications of abortion

As a Christian, I believe that every life is precious in God’s eyes, and this conviction leads me to assert that abortions should not be allowed to take place in America, or anywhere in the world. Every life, from conception to natural death, holds intrinsic value and purpose.

Biblical Foundation for the Sanctity of Life

The Bible provides clear guidance on the sanctity of human life. In Psalm 139:13-16, David writes:

“For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.” (ESV)

This passage underscores the belief that God is intimately involved in the creation of life from the very beginning. The unborn are not unseen or insignificant; they are known and valued by God.

Furthermore, Jeremiah 1:5 states:

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you…” (ESV)

This verse emphasizes that God’s purpose for individuals begins before birth, affirming the inherent dignity of every human life.

The Moral Argument Against Abortion

From a moral standpoint, abortion involves the deliberate termination of an innocent human life. Exodus 20:13 commands:

“You shall not murder.” (ESV)

This directive reflects the principle that taking an innocent life is morally wrong, a view that aligns with the Christian understanding of the sanctity of life.

Additionally, Genesis 9:6 reinforces the value of human life:

“Whoever sheds the blood of man, by man shall his blood be shed; for God made man in his own image.” (ESV)

This verse highlights the seriousness of taking a human life, as humans are made in the image of God.

Compassionate Support for Women

The Christian community is called to embody Christ’s love by offering practical assistance to women in need. This can include providing resources for prenatal care, offering adoption services, and creating a supportive environment that empowers women to choose life.

Prayer for Life and Compassion

Heavenly Father,

I come before You with a heart full of gratitude for the gift of life. Thank You for knitting each one of us together in our mother’s womb and for knowing us before we were born. I pray for the protection of the unborn and for a society that values every human life.

Lord, I also lift up women facing unplanned pregnancies. Grant them wisdom, courage, and the support they need to make life-affirming decisions. May Your love shine through us as we offer compassion and assistance to those in need.

In Jesus’ name I pray,
Amen.