Losing my son shattered my world in a way I never imagined possible. There are no words for the kind of pain that comes from losing a child — it changes you, breaks you, and leaves you trying to breathe in a world that suddenly feels unfamiliar. In those early days, I didn’t know how to stand, how to understand, or how to accept what had happened. I felt lost, angry, confused, and heartbroken all at once. But in the middle of all that darkness, God never left me. Even when I felt too broken to pray, too hurt to understand, He was there. Sometimes His presence came in quiet moments — a sense of calm when I thought I couldn’t take another step. Sometimes it came through people He placed in my life — someone checking on me at the exact moment I was falling apart, or a word of encouragement that felt like it was spoken straight from His heart to mine. God didn’t rush my healing or expect me to be strong on my own. He stayed beside me in every tear, every question, and every silent night when the grief felt unbearable. He gave me permission to feel the pain, but He also gave me the strength to keep going. Slowly, He showed me that accepting my son’s passing didn’t mean the love I have for him would fade. Accepting it meant trusting that my child is in a place more beautiful and peaceful than anything I can imagine — held by the same God who is holding me. Through prayer, scripture, and those quiet moments when I felt God whisper peace into my spirit, I began to understand that my son’s story didn’t end here. His life, though short, had purpose. His presence changed me, shaped me, and will always be a part of who I am. And even though my heart will always miss him, God has helped me see that loss is not the end — love continues, even across heaven and earth. I am learning to live with both grief and gratitude: grief because I miss him with every breath, and gratitude because God trusted me with his life, even for a short time. Gratitude because my son is safe, whole, and surrounded by a love far greater than anything this world can give. Gratitude because God continues to heal me, piece by piece, day by day.

“Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.”

Every one of us carries something inside that didn’t come from the world around us—it came from the God within us. A vision, a gift, a calling, a spark. Too often we wait for the “right moment,” the “right resources,” or the “right confidence” before we move. But God doesn’t ask you to be fully ready; He asks you to be fully willing. Remember this: obedience brings clarity, not the other way around. When you take the first step, the next step appears. When you honor the gift, the gift grows. When you build what Heaven placed in you, Heaven backs you with strength you didn’t know you had. So today, stop asking, “Am I enough?” and start declaring, “What God put in me is enough.”Take action. Build the vision. Serve the people. Walk the path. And watch God breathe on your effort with favor, wisdom, and increase. Go forward. Heaven is already ahead of you. 🙏✨

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There have been moments where I didn’t see a way out, but He made one. Times when I was broken, anxious, or afraid — and somehow, His peace showed up right in the middle of it all. That’s not coincidence. That’s God. He’s still healing hearts. Still restoring what was lost. Still proving that His power and love are far greater than anything we face. If you’re waiting for a miracle, don’t give up. He’s not done yet. 💛 God’s timing is perfect, and His power is real.