12/12/2025
Praying 🙏🏼 for you…Tonight, as it finally quiets and the weight of the day settles onto your shoulders, I want to talk to *you*, friend.
The woman who has been holding it together with coffee, prayer, and sheer determination.
The woman who keeps getting hit with “one more thing” — one more bill, one more disappointment, one more moment where you whisper, “Lord… really?”
I see you.
More importantly, **God sees you**.
Maybe today felt like too much.
Maybe you ended the day feeling like you’re losing more ground than you’re gaining.
Maybe you crawled into bed wondering if you’re allowed to just… let go for a minute.
Here’s the quiet truth no one tells you:
Even faith-filled women have days where hope feels thin.
But that doesn’t mean hope is gone.
When the Israelites reached the Red Sea, it wasn’t a victorious moment. It was an *end-of-the-day, I-can’t-do-this-anymore, everything-is-falling-apart* moment.
They weren’t strong — they were scared.
They weren’t confident — they were cornered.
They weren’t singing — they were crying out.
And that’s exactly where God split the sea.
Friend, the place you’re standing right now…
The place where you feel overwhelmed and tired and unsure?
That is often where miracles start forming quietly behind the scenes.
You are not failing.
You are not forgotten.
You are not too late or too broken or too behind.
You are standing at the edge of your Red Sea.
And even if all you can do tonight is breathe a small, shaky, “Lord, help,”
He hears it.
He honors it.
He moves through it.
Galatians 6:9 says not to grow weary — not because you’re superhuman, but because **your harvest is closer than your exhaustion wants you to believe.**
So rest your head.
Lay your worries down for a moment.
Your Red Sea moment is coming, friend.
And when it opens, it won’t be subtle.
And if you need a sister to help you shape your story while you’re still in the thick of it — I’m here. Let’s walk this hard, holy stretch together. 🕊️🌿💛
