Month: July 2025

Prevailing Faith…

“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 “suffer no witch or wizard to live.” So let your all consuming fire consume them into ashes now! In Jesus Mighty Name. Amen.

“The Potter Still Holds The Pieces”                                                  

“I am the Potter; You are the Clay” Isaiah 64:8

There are moments in life when everything shatters—our expectations, our relationships, our hearts. Whether through betrayal, emotional abuse, divorce, or the quiet ache of rejection, many of us have found ourselves staring at the fragments of what once was, wondering how it all fell apart. But here’s the truth that breathes hope into broken places: even in the crushing, the Potter still holds the pieces. He never left the wheel. He never dropped the clay. In His hands, nothing is wasted.

In Jeremiah 18:4, we read, “But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands; so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as seemed best to him.” Notice the detail: the clay was damaged in the Potter’s hands. That means your breaking didn’t happen apart from God’s awareness—it happened under His care. And though you were marred, you were never discarded. He’s still shaping you, still molding the brokenness into beauty.

Think of it like this: when people throw dirt on your name—through gossip, betrayal, sabotage—they think they’re burying you. But in the hands of God, that dirt becomes fertilizer. It nourishes the buried seed within you. What looks like the end is actually the beginning of germination. Your hope, your faith, your calling—it all starts to grow in the soil of adversity. Isaiah 61:3 reminds us that God gives us “beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness.” What others thought would bury you, God uses to birth something greater.

Psalm 147:3 declares, “He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” This is not just a poetic promise—it’s a spiritual reality. The same hands that formed you are faithful to restore you. While others walked away when you cracked, the Potter leaned in. He gathered the shattered pieces and began again—not to replicate the past, but to create something stronger, more radiant, more rooted in Him.

So if you’re still feeling broken or overlooked, I want to tell you this: you are not forgotten. You are not beyond repair. The Potter still has the pieces, and He’s not finished with you yet. Every crack is an opportunity for His light to shine through. You are His workmanship, His masterpiece in progress (Ephesians 2:10), and your story—every jagged, painful, glorious part of it—is being rewritten for His glory.

Let’s pray:

Father God, thank You for being the Potter who never lets go of the clay. Even when life shatters around us, You lovingly gather every piece and begin the work of restoration. Help us to trust the process, even when it hurts. Remind us that nothing is wasted in Your hands—not the betrayal, not the tears, not the silence. We surrender every broken area of our lives to You, believing that You are crafting something beautiful. Heal what’s been crushed, restore what’s been lost, and use it all for Your glory. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

“When You Pray, Hell Shakes”

“The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective.” – James 5:16 (NIV)

“For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty through God to the pulling down of strongholds.” – 2 Corinthians 10:4 (KJV)

“Pray without ceasing.” – 1 Thessalonians 5:17 (KJV)

Satan isn’t afraid of your job, your title, or your talents. What terrifies him is your prayer life. He knows that every time you pray, you tap into heaven’s power. He knows that when you call on the name of Jesus, chains break, strongholds fall, and God moves.

That’s why he tries so hard to distract you, discourage you, and disconnect you from prayer. He knows your prayers can limit him.

Prayer is your spiritual weapon, your divine hotline to the King of Kings. It’s how you declare war on darkness, bring heaven’s will to earth, and shift the atmosphere around you.

So the next time you feel too tired, too busy, or too discouraged to pray—remember: that’s exactly what the enemy wants. Fight back with your words. Fight back on your knees. Because every whispered prayer, every tearful cry, every faith-filled shout—it shakes the gates of hell.

Prayer:

Father God, remind me daily that my prayers carry power and authority through Jesus Christ. Help me not to grow weary or distracted but to stand strong and stay connected to You through prayer. I declare that my prayers will limit the enemy and unlock heaven’s will in my life. In Jesus’ name, amen.