Well, If you’ve ever been in a place where nothing is going according to plan…
When you're asking, “Why did this happen?” or “God, where are You in this?”
 Then girl, you’re not crazy—you’re just walking through a faith chapter.

Because let’s be honest—trust is easy when things make sense.
 But real faith? It’s forged in confusion.
 It’s trusting God’s hand when you can’t see His plan.

Sis, we’ve all had moments where we say:

“This isn’t where I imagined I’d be by now.”

Maybe you thought you'd be married, further along in your purpose, out of debt, healing faster, or even happier...

But what if I told you God isn’t just in the destination—He’s in the detour too?

He’s not just working in the arrival—He’s actively present in your process.

Sister, maybe you’ve felt disqualified because of your past.
 Maybe you think your story is too much, your scars are too visible, or your struggle is too raw.

But God doesn’t toss out what’s broken. He picks it up, breathes on it, and uses it to build something miraculous.

Today, we’re talking about how God doesn’t need perfect vessels—He just needs surrendered ones.

Here’s the truth, sister: most women you admire didn’t start off confident. 
They started off called.
 There’s a difference.

Confidence wobbles.
 But calling? That’s anchored in heaven.

Today we’re busting the myth that God only uses polished, perfect, or powerful people.
Because spoiler alert: He doesn’t.

Ok Ladies, we’ve been taught to be helpers, fixers, encouragers, yes-women. But can I remind you of something?

You are not Jesus. 
And even Jesus said no sometimes.

Your worth is not measured by how much you say yes to.
It’s measured by how closely you follow God’s will—and sometimes that looks like setting a holy boundary.

Let’s be real, sister,
 Sometimes life isn’t just loud—it’s LOUUDDDDD.
 Mentally, emotionally, and spiritually.

And in the middle of it, all you want is a moment—just one moment where everything slows down and peace washes over you.

Not spa peace. Not “take a vacation” peace.
We’re talkin’ Jesus-in-the-boat-during-a-storm kind of peace.

Ok sister, If you’ve been through grief, heartbreak, burnout, or just the silent sadness that won’t explain itself—you know how it feels to wonder if joy will ever come back.

There’s a strange guilt that comes with laughing again.
 A fear that if you smile, you're forgetting what you lost.
 But sister, here’s the truth: joy is not betrayal—it's part of your healing.

You're not weak for wanting to laugh. You're not fake for chasing joy.
 You're human—and you were made for it.

Alright sisters, Let’s get honest…
There’s tired, and then there’s “I reheated my coffee three times and still didn’t drink it” tired.

You’re showing up for your family, your job, your church, your friends—but who’s showing up for you?

You're tired but still trying.
 You haven't given up—but you feel like you're barely holding it together with dry shampoo and sheer willpower.

And guess what? That’s okay.
Even the strongest women hit a wall—and God’s not disappointed in you. He’s ready to meet you there.

Let’s be honest. Feeling “behind” hits different when your timeline doesn’t match everyone else's highlight reel.

Maybe you're single when you thought you'd be married by now.
 Maybe you're childless when you thought you’d be planning playdates.
 Perhaps you're still waiting on that breakthrough, business, or healing—and you’re low-key wondering, “Did I miss my moment?”

But hear this truth right now sister: God’s timeline is not social medias timeline.
 And your life is not on pause—it’s in preparation.

Okay, sister… time to get real.

Have you ever scrolled through the news, checked gas prices, peeked at your bank account, and then whispered, “Lord, you still up there?”

I mean, we’re living in wild times.
 Eggs at one time cost more than a new cell phone. People cancelling you quicker than a bad Wi-Fi signal.
 And the world? Feels like it’s spinning faster than my emotions during that one time of the month. (Don’t act like you don’t know.)

But even when everything feels shaky—

God’s Word? Sister, it’s rock solid. He’s not out here flip-flopping like some people in your group chat. He’s faithful. Period. End of story.