Called To Love

  There are seasons in life that stretch us beyond what we thought we could bear. Seasons where love looks like hard decisions, sleepless nights, and whispered prayers we never imagined we’d have to pray. This is one of those seasons for me. Walking alongside my mom during this time has brought me face-to-face with grief, surrender, doubt, and an unfamiliar kind of faith. Not the loud, confident faith that declares victory—but the quiet faith that clings. The faith that simply says, “God, I need You to carry me.” I’m learning that trusting God doesn’t mean I understand what He’s doing. It means I trust who He is—even when my heart is heavy and my questions feel unanswered. When Strength Is Gone, God Remains There are days when my strength runs out before the day even begins. I’ve learned that God never asked me to be strong enough for this. He asked me to lean. Lean into His presence. Lean into His promises. Lean into His arms when mine feel empty. Scripture reminds me that God is ...

  There are seasons when faith feels less like confidence and more like endurance. When love is complicated. When answers are unclear. When your heart is pulled in multiple directions and peace feels just out of reach. These moments don’t mean you’ve lost your faith. They mean you are human—trying to love, discern, and trust God in the middle of real-life tension. This reflection is for anyone who is weary, conflicted, or quietly asking God to take over where strength has run out. Especially during this season—when we celebrate light entering a broken world. When Love Is Pulled in Different Directions “Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called children of God.” — Matthew 5:9 Some situations don’t come with clean lines or easy answers. Loving well can feel heavy when you’re caught between concern, compassion, and truth. You may want peace for everyone involved but feel powerless to create it. If that’s where you are, be encouraged: you are not failing because you feel to...

There is something about this season that quietly invites us to rush. We rush to meet deadlines. Rush to finish projects. Rush to make everything perfect. And before we know it, the season we were trying so hard to manage has passed us by. Somewhere between calendars and commitments, God gently whispers, “Slow down.” Not because things don’t matter—but because you matter. Give Yourself the Present of Presence We spend so much time giving gifts to others that we forget to give one to ourselves. Presence. Undistracted, intentional presence. Presence with God. Presence with the people we love. Presence with our own hearts. Being present doesn’t require extra time—it requires attention. It’s choosing to put the phone down. Let the to-do list wait. Sit in the moment long enough to feel it. Scripture reminds us, “Be still, and know that I am God.” Stillness isn’t inactivity; it’s awareness. It’s recognizing that God is already here, already working, already present with us. Deadlines Don’t ...

  Waiting seasons are some of the hardest seasons to walk through. Not because God has forgotten us, but because He is developing something in us that “next” will require. We often think of waiting as stagnation, but in God’s hands, waiting becomes preparation. It becomes training ground, refining ground, pruning ground, strengthening ground. Waiting is not wasted. Waiting is work. Every “next” has a demand attached to it. A new level of discipline. A new level of focus. A new level of emotional maturity. A new level of surrender. And the truth is—many times God won’t release you into “next” until what’s in you can sustain what He’s bringing to you. Here are the pillars of “getting to next” while you wait: 1. Staying the Course Even When You Don’t See Progress Some days you feel strong. Some days you feel stretched. Some days you feel like the promise is close. Other days it feels far away. But still—keep going. The enemy doesn’t fight what isn’t a threat. The delay is not denial; ...

Life has a way of stacking emotions at our feet before we even have a chance to process the last wave. One moment we’re steady, grounded, and managing it all with grace—and the next, our strength is stretched thin and every emotional light on our dashboard is blinking at the same time. If you’ve ever felt like you’re carrying more weight than you should, trying not to burden those around you, or silently navigating emotions because you don’t want to “be too much”—you are not alone. You are human. What I’m learning is this: Emotions don’t make you weak. They make you real. And balancing your weight doesn’t mean carrying it alone. God never asked us to hide our tears or silence our overwhelm. He asked us to bring it to Him. Some days your strength will be at 100%. Other days, you might feel like you’re running on fumes. Both are okay. Both are seen by God. The beauty is that faith works in the middle. Right where the load gets heavy. Right where your heart feels stretched. Right where yo...