Grace doesn’t always arrive with confidence. Sometimes it grows quietly — in awkward seasons, humble learning, and holy in-between moments where God is still at work.
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Grace doesn’t always arrive with confidence. Sometimes it grows quietly — in awkward seasons, humble learning, and holy in-between moments where God is still at work.
hen old dreams stir old wounds, God may be pulling something far deeper into the light—so He can finally set you free. This devotional walks through emotional whiplash, healing, EMDR, and the tender ways God rewrites the old stories we once carried in our bodies.
A gentle re-introduction to my morning quiet time practice with God—the two chairs, the coffee, the stillness, and the way this simple daily rhythm continues to heal and steady me. If you’re walking through uncertainty, heartbreak, or rebuilding, this is an invitation to pull up a chair and meet God in the quiet.
This past week brought both celebration and challenge — a kindness award that humbled me and a hurting friend who needed compassion. This devotional explores what it means to hold joy and responsibility at the same time, carrying God’s kindness into the places that need it most.
Today would have been my daddy’s 90th birthday, and my heart feels tender in all the best and hardest ways. As I look back, I see how the strength and grace he lived were planted quietly inside me long before I ever needed them. This devotional is a reminder that God uses pain to teach us how to stand taller — with courage, softness, and hope.
After the noise and fullness of Thanksgiving, this devotional is an invitation to breathe, rest, and let your heart lean toward hope again. A gentle reminder that gratitude doesn’t always roar—sometimes it rises quietly as God transforms you from the inside out.
This Thanksgiving devotional invites you to pause, breathe, and steady your heart through gratitude. Even in seasons of uncertainty, God’s grace quietly strengthens and transforms us. A reminder that you are growing, held, and deeply loved.
You’re not the girl who had to hustle for worth anymore. You’re the woman God is reshaping—breathing deeper, reacting slower, shedding old stories, and letting Him lift the weight you were never meant to carry. This week’s Dear Little Girl reminds you: healing is real, growth is sacred, and you don’t have to break to stay loved.
You don’t have to disappear to protect your peace, and you don’t have to perform to be loved. Growth happens in the pause — the holy space where God meets you, calms you, and teaches you how to respond instead of react.
Some blessings arrive in the quiet, but others wait outside your comfort zone.
Last night reminded me that sometimes the most healing thing you can do is say a quiet, brave yes to joy—even when staying home feels safer.
This one is for the girl learning to trust connection again.
Sometimes we miss the miracle in motion because we’re already looking for the next one. Today’s reminder: gratitude doesn’t wait for the finish line—it grows right where you are.
Love doesn’t ignore what’s broken — it looks right at the fracture and still chooses not to throw the pieces away. Even when life feels divided, love is still the plan.
There’s peace in knowing you showed up fully. Peace in honoring your voice, even when others can’t receive it. Sometimes the bravest thing you can do isn’t to explain yourself — it’s to release the need to be understood and choose peace instead.
Even the strongest hearts get tired. Even the bravest souls have days they wonder, “Can I keep carrying all of this?” But peace isn’t found in controlling everything—it’s found in trusting the next step.
Yesterday, I did something brave-I got on a plane and joined a group of women, unsure if old memories would stir up old pain. But instead of people-pleasing or pretending, I honored my healing. I chose rest over fear of missing out, peace over pressure, and discovered something beautiful: growth doesn’t always look loud. Sometimes it looks like quietly honoring who you’ve become.
At 55, I’m done apologizing for who I am. God has been shaping me through every scar, every knot, and every miracle. I’m not finished — I’m a work of art in progress, and that’s worth celebrating.
You don’t have to earn God’s voice. You don’t need perfect faith to be heard — you just need to turn your heart toward Him.
It’s easy to trust God when life is good — but what about when it’s not? When the waiting feels endless and the prayers go unanswered? This Dear Little Girl devotional is an honest look at faith in the hard seasons and a reminder that God is the same in the storm as He is in the sunshine.
Sometimes the waiting room isn’t about God changing our circumstances—it’s about Him strengthening us within them. When life feels fragile, the Cornerstone remains firm.
Friday left me emotionally spun out. A situation with my son stirred fear, anger, and mama-bear instinct, leaving me tangled in uncertainty. But in Acts 4, God reminded me: the Cornerstone hasn’t moved. Even in waiting rooms, fear doesn’t get to drive.