Called To Love

  There is a moment in Scripture that often gets overlooked—not because it isn’t miraculous, but because it is uncomfortable. In Gospel of John chapter 9, Jesus encounters a man who was blind from birth. The disciples ask a theological question—Who sinned?—but Jesus answers with purpose: “This happened so that the works of God might be displayed in him.” Then Jesus does something unexpected. He spits on the ground, makes mud, and anoints the man’s eyes. Before healing. Before clarity. Before sight. And instead of immediately restoring vision, Jesus gives the man an instruction: “Go, wash in the Pool of Siloam.” (John 9:7) That’s it. No promise. No explanation. No guarantee of results. Just… go. Anointed, Yet Still Blind The man was anointed but still blind. That detail matters. So often we believe that if God has called us, touched us, or set us apart, everything should instantly make sense. But Scripture shows us something different: sometimes the anointing comes before understand...

  There comes a moment when we realize we don’t have to relive every hard season to honor what it taught us. We can acknowledge the journey, keep the wisdom, cherish the love—and still choose joy. This is that moment. This reflection is not about minimizing pain or rushing healing. It’s about recognizing how grace carried us, how peace settled us, and how joy now invites us forward. What once felt heavy no longer defines us. God has gently shifted the weight and filled our steps with light. Grace Was Always at Work Grace doesn’t announce itself loudly. Often, it shows up quietly—making space where we felt crowded, giving strength where we felt thin, and opening doors we didn’t know how to push. Looking back, it’s clear: we were never alone. Grace carried us through, and it’s still leading us now. We didn’t have to be perfect or prepared. Grace met us exactly where we were and walked with us, step by step, into peace. Strength Can Be Gentle We sometimes think strength has to be loud...

  There are moments in life when the road feels unbearably heavy—when pain lingers, grief settles in our chest, tests stretch our faith, and regret whispers if only. In those moments, it’s easy to believe our journey has been wasted or derailed. But God sees differently. What feels like broken chapters to us are often the very pages God uses to write purpose, gratitude, triumph, and redemption. Nothing you have walked through is random. Nothing has been overlooked. God is intentional—even with the hard parts. This is the sacred work He does: transforming pain into purpose, grief into gratitude, tests into triumph, and regrets into repentance. When Pain Becomes Purpose Pain has a way of slowing us down and forcing us to pay attention. It exposes what we can no longer carry on our own. While we often pray for pain to be removed, God sometimes allows it to remain long enough to shape us. Pain teaches compassion. It deepens empathy. It creates space for God to meet us in ways comfort n...