Month: May 2025

“But I have prayed for you, Simon, that your faith may not fail. And when you have turned back, strengthen your brothers.” —Luke 22:32 (NIV)

If you’re reading this, I want you to know—I see you. I know what it feels like to walk through fire and wonder if you’ll ever come out whole. I’ve been through the storm and the rain. I’ve been broken, not just once, but in pieces. Life didn’t just bruise me—it tried to destroy me. I was betrayed, lied to, emotionally stripped, and spiritually drained. And yet, here I am… still standing.

But not by my own strength.

There came a moment, when all I had left was a cry. Not a prayer dressed up in pretty words, but a raw, guttural cry from the depths of my soul. And in that moment—the Lord intervened. I want to talk to you today, not from a place of bitterness or defeat, but from victory. I’m here to declare that God’s mercy reached down into my brokenness and pulled me up from ashes I never thought I’d rise from.

People may have conspired against me. Maybe you know that kind of pain—the kind that comes with betrayal by those you trusted most. But let me tell you, their plans did not override God’s purpose.

The enemy sifted me like wheat, just as Jesus warned Peter in Luke 22:31–32. But look closely at verse 32—Jesus says, “But I have prayed for you, that your faith may not fail.” That verse became a lifeline for me. Even when my faith was hanging on by a thread, Jesus was interceding for me. He knew I would fall. He knew I would be wounded. But He also knew I would rise.

And just like He told Peter—“when you have turned back, strengthen your brothers”—I believe that’s what He’s calling me to do now. To turn back and strengthen you.

Let me tell you what God’s intervention looked like in my life. It wasn’t always lightning and thunder. Sometimes it was a gentle nudge. Other times it was a flood of peace that made no earthly sense. He sent people, scriptures, worship songs, therapy, rest, quiet moments, and even closed doors to save me from myself.

When I thought my story was over, He began a new chapter.

I learned to focus on Him until I remembered who I was. Until I could look in the mirror and not see damage, but destiny. He reminded me that I am fearfully and wonderfully made (Psalm 139:14). That I am not forgotten (Isaiah 49:15–16). That His plans for me are still good—even after the pain (Jeremiah 29:11). And most of all, that my scars are not signs of shame but of survival and strength.

So here’s what I want you to know, beloved:

• You are not too far gone.
• You are not too broken.
• God has not forgotten you.
• He still intervenes.

You may be in the fire now. But the fire won’t consume you—it will refine you (Isaiah 43:2). You may feel sifted, but you will not be destroyed. God is still the God who steps into broken places and breathes life again. I’m not telling you this from a stage of perfection. I’m telling you this as a woman who has walked through the valley and found the Shepherd still there. Who came out with limp and wisdom, with beauty for ashes and joy that makes no sense except that it came from God.

And now, I rise. Not because I am strong, but because He is. And if He did it for me, He’ll do it for you. Let this be your confirmation: The Lord is intervening—even now. Let me pray for you…

Heavenly Father,

I thank You that You are our Defender, our Protector, and our Advocate. When we are weak, You are strong. When we are surrounded by enemies—seen and unseen—You go before us and fight our battles.

Your Word declares in Exodus 14:14, “The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.” So Lord, I surrender every battle, every lie, every attack of the enemy into Your hands. We will not fear, for You go before us as a consuming fire.

Your justice will not be mocked, for Exodus 22:18 declares that witchcraft and wickedness have no place among Your people. So we stand firm in the authority of Jesus Christ and declare that every scheme, every curse, every evil word spoken over our life is broken now in Jesus’ name. No weapon formed against us shall prosper and every tongue risen against is condemned. (Isaiah 54:17)

I call on You as David did in Psalm 35:1–2: “Contend, Lord, with those who contend with me; fight against those who fight against me. Take up shield and armor; arise and come to my aid.” Lord, arise on our behalf. Surround us with Your heavenly armies. Be our shield and our strong tower.

Silence every accuser. Scatter every assignment of the enemy. Cover us in Your blood and protect our mind, our heart, our home, and our destiny.

Thank You, Lord, that vengeance is Yours (Romans 12:19) and deliverance belongs to Your children. (Mark 7:27). I decree and declare today that we are free, I are defended, and we are rising in victory—because You intervened.

In the mighty, matchless name of Jesus I pray,

Amen.

“To all who mourn…He will give beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing for mourning , festive praise instead of despair.” (Isaiah 61:3,NLT).

There comes a point in life when loss feels like it has scorched everything familiar—leaving behind only ashes of what once was. Whether it’s the loss of a marriage, a loved one, a dream, or the stability you once clung to, the aftermath can feel paralyzing. Yet, in the midst of the ruin, God’s Word promises restoration. “To all who mourn… He will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair.” (Isaiah 61:3, NLT). God is not intimidated by our ashes. In fact, He specializes in redeeming them.

Ruth’s story is one of the most powerful biblical pictures of finding new hope after deep and unexpected loss. She was widowed young, far from her homeland, and seemingly without a future. But her faithfulness to follow Naomi, and ultimately God, positioned her for a divine encounter with destiny. “Your people will be my people, and your God my God” (Ruth 1:16) wasn’t just a declaration of loyalty—it was a surrender to a new beginning. What started in tragedy ended in legacy, as Ruth became part of the lineage of Jesus Christ. Her ashes didn’t define her; God’s hand did.

Loss is like walking through a wildfire. When everything seems to burn away, we wonder if anything beautiful can ever grow again. But just as scorched land can bring forth richer soil, the places in our lives that feel destroyed can become the very ground where God plants new purpose. What looks like an ending to us may, in God’s hands, be a divine setup for rebirth. Romans 8:28 reminds us that “in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.” Nothing you’ve lost disqualifies you from the life God still has in store for you.

So if you’re standing among the ashes, don’t lose heart. What feels final is often a doorway to something deeper, something better. Just as He did for Ruth, God is able to rewrite your story. He’s not asking you to understand it all—just to trust Him with what’s left. Beyond the ashes, there is new hope, new joy, and a new beginning.

Heavenly Father,

Thank You for being near to the brokenhearted and for promising beauty in place of our ashes. When life feels heavy with loss and uncertainty, remind us that You are still writing our story. Just as You restored Ruth’s life and gave her purpose beyond her pain, we trust that You can do the same for us. Strengthen our hearts to believe that hope still exists, even when we can’t yet see it. Help us to walk by faith, knowing that nothing we’ve lost is beyond Your power to restore. Breathe new life into our weary souls, and guide us into the new beginning You’ve already prepared. We place our broken pieces in Your hands and receive the courage to rise again. In Jesus’ name, Amen.