WALKING IN FAITH EVERYDAY

 💙 You Can’t Love the World and God There’s a quiet war that happens inside every believer  a pull between two loves. One whispers of comfort, success, and acceptance. The other calls us to surrender, obedience, and a cross. This is the battle Jesus spoke of when He said:  “No one can serve two masters. You will either hate the one and love the other, or be devoted to one and despise the other.” — Matthew 6:24 It sounds simple until you realize how subtly the world weaves its way into your heart. It’s not always about open rebellion against God. Sometimes it’s the soft compromise , the small comfort, the quiet distraction, that slowly turns your heart away.  The Seduction of the World The “world” in Scripture doesn’t just mean people or the planet we live on. It means a system of values built in opposition to God  a culture that glorifies self instead of surrender, pride instead of purity, pleasure instead of purpose. It’s everywhere  in the songs we sing,...

  I Seek an Answer.. . I seek an answer. Not the kind that appears instantly when you type your question into a search bar, but the quiet one that comes when everything else goes silent , when the heart stops shouting and the soul finally speaks. How many times have I tried to find answers in people? In their words, their approval, their fleeting embraces. But the more I search outside myself, the more I realize that the real answer is within , in that sacred space between breath and silence, between pain and peace. Sometimes, God is silent. And that silence can be the loudest answer of all. Because not every silence is emptiness , some silences are holy. “Be still, and know that I am God.” (Psalm 46:10) How many times did I have to stop and be still before I could finally hear His whisper? God doesn’t always speak in words. Sometimes He speaks through events, people, losses, waiting , through what I don’t understand, but what ultimately shapes me. I remember the moment when everyt...

 Wall or Bridge How many times in life do we reach that crossroads  where we must decide: will I build a wall, or a bridge? Walls are easier. They rise quickly ,built from fear, pain, pride. They don’t require courage, only stubbornness. A wall protects, yes , but it also imprisons. Once you build it high enough, you can no longer see the other side. And with time, you forget that anyone is even there. A bridge, on the other hand, takes effort. It takes time, trust, and the willingness to reach out. A bridge isn’t built from strength, but from vulnerability. And that’s why bridges are rare , but always worth more than walls. We all carry both inside us , the walls we’ve built to survive, and the bridges our hearts long to rebuild. In every wound, every conflict, every silence between two souls, there is that choice: wall or bridge?  The Walls We Build We build them when we’re afraid to be hurt again. We build them when silence feels safer than forgiveness. And often, we b...

 Are You Born Again? – The Path to True Life with God There is a question that sounds simple but carries the weight of eternity: Are you born again? It’s not a question about religion, about whether you go to church, pray sometimes, or believe that God exists. It’s a question about life about what happens in a person’s heart when God touches it and changes it from within. Jesus placed this question at the very center of the Gospel when He spoke with Nicodemus, a teacher of the Law who knew much about religion but had never experienced the power of God’s Spirit. In John 3:3, Jesus said:  “Truly, truly I tell you, unless one is born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God. ” That means without new birth, a person can know about God but never truly know Him. You can attend church but not live with God. You can talk about faith yet never experience the life of faith. What Does It Mean to Be Born Again? Being born again doesn’t mean fixing the old; it means receiving something new....

 Finding God in the Middle of Anxiety Sometimes faith doesn’t look like peace, it looks like trembling hands holding on to hope. We live in a world that moves too fast, that measures worth by how busy we are, and that teaches us to hide the quiet ache in our chest with filters, plans, and endless scrolling. But what if, in the middle of all that noise, God is still whispering  not from the mountaintop, but from the middle of our anxiety? 🌸 When Peace Feels Out of Reach Anxiety tells us that we are not enough, that tomorrow is something to fear, and that maybe God has forgotten. But God never forgets. He doesn’t measure us by how calm we seem, but by how much we keep showing up - even in the storm. Faith isn’t the absence of fear. Faith is the moment you whisper: “Lord, I trust You — even here.”   God Doesn’t Wait for You to Be Okay Maybe you’ve prayed for peace and felt nothing. Maybe you’ve read verses that didn’t change the ache. Maybe you’ve whispered, “God, where are...

 💧     A Letter from God to the One Who Cries My belov ed child, I see you. I know you’re tired. I know you don’t even know anymore whether you’re sad -or just exhausted. I know you’ve smiled so many times so no one would notice the quiet ache inside you. I see every tear  and not one has fallen in vain. Each one has landed on My hands. I keep them. I know you thought you had to be strong. That everything had to stay together. But no, My child ,strength isn’t never breaking. It’s coming back to Me every time you do. I didn’t create you to be perfect. I created you to be real. To love, to fall, to rise again. Because every time you return to Me, it’s a holy miracle. --- When you cry, I don’t look away. I don’t wait for you to “get better.” I sit beside you in the chaos, and I don’t speak  because sometimes words are too small for the pain you carry. My silence isn’t emptiness. It’s an embrace that doesn’t need sound. I am here breath by breath, heartbeat by hea...

  God Is Asking You, Human God: Man, woman… Stop for a moment. When was the last time you breathed slowly? When was the last time you looked at the sky without rushing, or felt the scent of the earth and whispered, “Thank You”? Why do you keep running, as if you’ll find somewhere else what your heart already knows  that I am here, closer than your own breath? God asks: Why are you afraid of silence? Do you think I’ll abandon you there? Silence is where you hear Me the clearest. It is not emptiness  it is the space where your heart meets Mine. God: Human, when you pray, are you honest - or afraid that your truth might disappoint Me? Do you think I don’t know your thoughts before you speak them? I don’t want perfect words , I want your honest breath, I want you to let Me in, right where it hurts. God asks you, woman: Why do you think you God  must do everything alone? Who told you your worth depends on perfection? I created you to love, not to burn in exhaustion. ...

 God, Why Are You Silent When I’m Afraid? Me: God… why are You silent when I’m afraid? When the night feels heavy and my heart won’t stop racing… I reach for You, but I can’t feel You. The fear gets louder  and You get quieter. Why do You hide when I need Your voice the most? God: My child… I don’t hide. Fear is loud, and My voice is gentle. You listen for thunder, but I speak like a whisper in your chest. Even when you can’t feel Me, I’m holding you through the very fear you’re trying to escape. Me: But, Lord, I’m tired of being strong. I keep saying I trust You, but inside I tremble. I know You can calm the storm  so why don’t You? God: Because sometimes I calm you instead of the storm. If I removed every fear, you would never learn how brave you already are with Me. Courage isn’t the absence of fear - it’s walking through it while holding My hand. Me: Then why does it still hurt? Why do I keep falling apart when I’m supposed to have faith? God: Because faith isn’t alwa...

  “God, Why Are You Silent When I Need You?”  Conversation : Me: God… are You there? I know You are, but I can’t feel You. I pray, I search, I cry… and nothing. Your silence hurts more than anything. Why are You silent when I need You the most? God:   My child… I have never left you. My silence is not absence  it’s the space where I teach your heart to hear Me more deeply than ever before. You often look for Me in the noise of the world  in signs, quick answers, and visible miracles. But I speak in silence. When you think I’m gone, I’m whispering things the world cannot say. Me: But Lord, it feels like my prayers vanish into nothing. I asked for healing, for direction, for You… and nothing happened. Did You forget about me? God: I know how much waiting hurts. But know this: nothing you give Me is ever lost. Every tear, every word, every sigh  I hold them all. What you see as silence, I use as a time of preparation. If I gave you everything you asked for imm...

  God, How Do I Forgive? 💔 A Conversation Between the Soul and God Me : God… how do I forgive? They say I have to , that there is no peace without forgiveness. But how do I let go of something carved so deeply inside me? The wounds still hurt, even after all these years. Does forgiveness mean that what they did doesn’t matter anymore? How do I forgive when it still hurts? God : My child, forgiveness doesn’t mean forgetting , it means allowing Me to heal what you cannot. Forgiveness doesn’t erase the truth about what happened; it removes the power that pain has over your heart. When you choose to forgive, you’re not saying what happened was okay. You’re saying, “Enough ,  this will not wound me anymore.” You’re not excusing their actions , you’re freeing your own soul. Me : But Lord… what if I can’t? What if every time I remember, the wound opens again? What if I forgive, but they never apologize, never change, never regret it? God : Forgiveness isn’t between you and them , it...