I leave behind my regrets. I leave behind my mistakes. I leave behind my shame. I leave behind my guilt. I leave behind my past. The Word of the Lord stands forever — I AM washed, redeemed and being sanctified.

About three o'clock Jesus cried out in a loud voice, "Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?" which means, "My God, my God, why have you abandoned me?" Matthew 27:46 In the shadow of the cross, amidst the scorn and agony, Jesus, our Savior, faced the unspeakable. His flesh was torn, His spirit burdened, and His heart heavy with the weight of the world's sins. In the depths of His suffering, He sought comfort from His Father, the One who had sent Him on this sacred mission of redemption. Yet, in this dire moment, the response from the heavens was a profound silence. This silence was not a mark of abandonment, nor a sign of a Father's indifference. It was a holy pause in the divine narrative, a testament to the gravity of the sacrifice being made. The silence spoke volumes of a love so pure and a plan so perfect that it required the Son to endure separation so that we might never have to. Christ, in His infinite wisdom and boundless love, did not waver, did not doubt. He embraced the silence, knowing it was a crucial chapter in the story of our salvation. Just as Jesus trusted in the silence, we too are called to hold firm in our faith when God's voice seems distant. In the quiet, in the moments where we search for answers and hear nothing in return, God is still present, still working. His silence is not a void but a space for us to grow in trust and to cling to the promises written in His Word. Let us remember that the God who was silent on the day of crucifixion is the same God who rolled away the stone from the tomb. In His silence, there is a divine purpose, and in His time, all will be revealed. So let us take heart and trust in the silent work of our Sovereign Lord, for even in the quiet, His love for us speaks louder than words. 🙏🏿✨️🙌🏾

📖 Proverbs 3:7 — “Do not be wise in your own eyes.” Let me say it plain. Some of the biggest messes I walked into started with, “I think I got this.” Trusting your own understanding sounds cute… until it costs you peace. Until you ignore red flags. Until you talk yourself into stuff God already warned you about. Wisdom ain’t knowing everything… it’s knowing when to stop relying on yourself. Sometimes God is quiet because He already spoke and you trying to outthink Him. So today, I’m choosing humility over ego. Prayer over pressure. Discernment over impulse. Because every time I trusted God over myself, I ended up protected. If this hit, drop a 🙏🏽 and remind yourself: You don’t have to figure it out alone.

“If it costs my comfort, I’ll still give, cause broken worship still is” “Let the oil flow— let the tears roll, let the healing show” “Oil and tears that’s how He healed me” Oil and tears - DERRICA B I’ve been running from the tears that come thinking that I am weak— thinking that I am faithless because my heart is still broken in areas I haven’t acknowledged— thinking that I am not filled enough even when I meditate on His word. I find myself just crying but NOT wanting to. He showed me He is still healing me (psalm 34:18) I began a fast— on Sunday I prepared myself, slowed all the way down, quieted my soul like a child weaned on its mother’s breast (psalm 131:2) I gave Him ROOM and I felt PEACE. the fast started Monday and the very first day I was just BROKEN! — tears flowing like the river in the wasteland! I didn’t understand ⁉️ “God?! Why am I so weak!? What is this?!” I’ve been wrestling everyday since. He blessed me with a wonderful and God centered therapist who honors my beliefs and she opened my eyes to the HEALING— I have to sit in it and trust the Potters Hands. ✍🏽🙏🏽🤞🏽 I’ve been running like Jonah from the pain only HE can HEAL ME from. Running from uncomfortable emotions that I feel in my own understanding “I should be past that already” … Today I am meditating on Him as I’ve picked up another shift at work and He gave me a vision of just Him peeling off the layers of distrust, self condemnation, pain that I didn’t even know I had anymore. I see His hands and I hear “safe” I had to share.

📖 Hebrews 4:9–10 says there’s still a Sabbath rest for God’s people. Meaning… rest wasn’t just for “Bible times.” It’s still for us. Rest ain’t quitting. It ain’t falling behind. It ain’t being lazy. It’s choosing to stop when your body already been asking you to. It’s putting the phone down when your mind won’t stop scrolling. It’s saying, “I’ll handle this tomorrow,” without guilt eating you alive. Some of us be tired not because life is hard… but because we don’t know how to pause. God honors rest just like He honors work. Because rest says, “I trust You to hold it together while I breathe.” So if tonight looks like a quiet house… a canceled plan… or doing absolutely nothing but existing in peace… That counts. That’s obedience. And you don’t need to explain it to nobody. 🤍