Love Wins … My easter reminder

“You’re so strong” they say. Meanwhile the castle I built around me crumbles to the ground. I look around and see everything I built in vain is gone. How is this strength? Everything has fallen away. Everything I worked for, the very things I bled for have turned their back on me and left with scars that I’m unsure can be healed…

The comfort of owning a home, the partnership and protection that was suppose to be marriage, the successful business. Every last bit crumbled around me as I stood face to face with Him. Even if all this is gone, am I enough for you? The question stands everyday. “Am I enough for you?” In my so called lack, in my abundance. Is He the one defining piece in my life. Is He the compass for success? Or have I cheapened it to earthly processions, titles, and relationships. Truth is I’m not strong. Trying to hold it together for three people was my breaking point. When someone else wants you to save them from their self you find out what you’re made of. You face your own demons and theirs. Two years ago I stood petrified of saying the wrong thing, doing the wrong thing. I feared everything because of the complete chaos that had taken over my once safe life. As my world around me crashed in I discovered there was more for me. Beyond self protection, beyond my fears. 

Early on in going to therapy post divorce my counselor shared a picture with me that she saw occurring in my life. She saw me standing next to Jesus and there was a table that I had tried to rearrange and suddenly all the furniture, the house, it was all gone. It was just me and Jesus. 

It broke me. The idea of not having anything to comfort myself with after all the betrayal, and lies and pain I had been through. Just me and Him.

Could I trust that He was not only enough, but that I was enough to Him. Without my accomplishments, without marriage, without a successful business. What then?
Was communion with Jesus enough for me? Could I really be enough? Without doing a single achievement??

Today I can tell you it’s more than enough, it’s my everything. Being a single parent with sole custody can be lonely, scary, and intimidating but He has led me every step of the way the past 2 + years.

Fear no longer has a hold on me, and death is simply a stinging word that has been crushed.

Love wins. Against all odds, love wins.

Whether the one I loved with everything in me comes back to the lord or not, love wins. Whether I marry again, love wins.
Whether I run a successful business or not, love wins. 

I hope this weekend you too can see that love has won. 

Each day we are walking out what it means to be loved by Him. It’s a steady love, a forgiving love, a faithful love. It’s one I will never let go of. It’s more than a church, more than an Easter service, it’s more than lighting candles. It’s hope. It’s redemption. Love has made a way for you and for me. 

The sting

My heart was convinced I’d be healed by now

Yet here I sit still gasping for breath

This wasn’t how it was supposed to be

The pain was supposed to have left

Yet it lingers like a paper cut

Stinging with every movement

You promised me better

This feels nothing like that as I stand in the fire again

But I trust your words over my fears

This suffering will leave

Tomorrow will come

And as the sun rises,

hope will breathe its breath over me

Divorce isn’t a cut and dry, wipe your hands of it and you’re done. (Yet so many have a fantasy that it is.) It’s a daily realization when I look at my son, it’s a bi-weekly reminder when I see them at pickups.  The question “WHY?” trails behind me daily as I see other couples, as I see my ex and his gf, as I see words not matching actions from men over and over again in my life. The WHY swirls around every horrific memory of my ex and I. The WHY can become a tornado of emotions that threaten to take me away, and there in that place I am gently reminded to pour it all out at His feet. I cannot handle these emotions that try to take me out. But He can. He willingly offered to.

The onslaught of trauma that raged its war in my life starting with my mom passing, two grandparents passing and ending in a divorce and becoming a single parent all in five years had me thinking the worst was over. It had to be right?! That my utter dependence upon God would somehow lessen. Yet here I sit desperately needing God just as much today as I did when I was married, and as I did when I was first saved. Dependence on God is actually faith in motion. It is showing that you are willing to lay it all down at His feet and trust that He not only can but is willing to make something beautiful of this disaster zone you’ve set before Him. I’ve come to understand human frailty much more over the years as I realize we’re not as strong as we imagine ourselves to be. Coupled with the lies society keeps selling us that we are stronger than what the world throws at us. No we aren’t!! That’s why we NEED a savior. He is strong where I am weak.

God knew humans would fail humans.

He knew that my heart would break into a million pieces over and over and over and over again because of man’s inability to be true to his own word and believe the lies of the accuser.

He also knew that His word has never failed. He knew He had an answer. He stands confident on that answer and promise and invites us to do the same.

God has walked next to me every step of the way proving His faithfulness to me, giving me hope to believe. He led me through what seemed to be mazes some seasons. The majority of the last year has been me saying “I don’t understand”. Confusion tried to steal the joy of what could be, and of what God has for me because let’s be real when you don’t have answers for people’s behavior it’s hard to fully let it all go. But that’s not faith. Faith surrenders what it sees for what love has spoken is promised to come.

His words to me have been simple the past couple months. “Be still and know.” My heart thinks it knows best but when He speaks I am reminded of how completely out of this world He thinks and sees.

The other night I told the Lord what I probably have said everyday at least twenty times a day for the past couple weeks “I don’t know what to do”. Holy spirits reply was simple “Be with me.” I felt myself begin to get angered, and the accusation almost spilled out from my lips “but don’t you see God?!”…and before the words tumbled out I saw a picture in my minds eye of Jesus in communion with God on His knees before He was betrayed, before He was led away to the cross and then I felt the whisper of Holy spirit say to me

“If it was enough for unto death, its enough for you tonight”.

Lets just say mic drop.

He guides in wisdom and in truth. The truth stings sometimes, okay a lot of the time. But its that purifying fire that enables us to reach past what we know and see into the realm of impossibilities. When we can partner with the one who in one breath can form worlds we are launched into something new. That which seemed impossible is now possible. That diagnosis that was deadly is now bending its knee to the name of Jesus. That lie you’ve believed the past 25 years, gone. You make all things new.

And there you stand

faithful and true to every word spoken

Amidst the rubble of what others have left behind

You are there helping me clean it all up

Nothing is too big or small for you

This limp I never want to lose

It reminds me of everytime you rescued me

Some want the perfect picture

I just want truthful words that remind others of who you really are

My three favorite skin products

Okay if you’re like me I am low maintenance. I mean lowwwwww maintenance when it comes to beauty. However when I turned thirty I realized that while low maintenance isn’t a good or bad thing having good skin does take some work. Over the past year I began changing my routine. okay, lets be real. I actually started doing stuff because the last time I actually had a daily or even weekly routine was wayyyyyy back when I was a fashion model. So ummm 12 plus years ago. haha. Also I want to mention my skin is VERY SENSITIVE. If there is any kind of warning for possible irritation on a product chances are my face will show that irritation immediately.

Anyways, lets focus on what I am doing right these days. 

First, I clean my face EVERY NIGHT. I use to be able to count the amount of times on one hand that I had washed my face each month. Now I can count the amount of times I HAVEN’T washed my face the entire year on one hand. Because I am low maintenance though I stick to makeup remover wipes. Whether I have actually put on makeup or not. I have tried a couple and these target brand ones are my go to. I have EXTREMELY sensitive skin. I am talking if the label says don’t use if you have sensitive skin they are talking to me. These fragrance free wipes have been the only thing that don’t turn my face red. 

Unscented Facial Wipes from Target $3.89

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Second, I use my tinkle razor THREE nights a week. This thing is my favorite. If you like a good blackhead popping you will love this. It gets the baby hairs and dry skin off so easy. I was so nervous I would cut myself, nope. 
3pk Tinkle Razors  $3.77 

After I use my tinkle razor I immediately follow up with my favorite oil for skin. Manuka oil.

Third, apply manuka oil to my face EVERY NIGHT. This oil stinks bad. I mean its pretty awful when you get a whiff of it but its been magic and has transformed my skin from dry to soft so to me its worth it. Granted I don’t smell it while I am sleeping so it can’t be that bad. Its just when I apply it I notice it. If you’re interested in getting manuka oil let me know and I can order some for you!! Bottle is $36.75. 

I just wanna say that I have tried several serums and anti aging oils and allllllllll the stuff. But using one single oil is what actually worked for me! Imagine that. 

Fourth, Face sheet masks once a week. Now here is what I learned, not all sheet masks are the same. I have tried out at least five types and always come back to these Miss Spa QUENCH face sheet masks. They are the most hydrating. I put it on a day when I am not doing tinkle razor. Ill usually put it on and get some work done and then take it off. A couple things I do though when I take off the sheet mask. I don’t wipe off any of the magic goop thats on my face. I actually peel off mask and rub it all into my face AND neck. Why my neck? Have you ever noticed how people age on their neck?? 

Miss Spa Quench Face sheet masks: $2.99

I am not big on new years resolutions but one thing I will be adding to my skin regimen will be this jade roller. If you haven’t heard about benefits to rolling lemme give you a quick three
Reduces Inflammation + Puffiness
– Help smooth out wrinkles
– Helps lymphatic system by reversing stagnation in face

Amazon has this jade roller ill be getting. Or you can get fancy with a rose quartz roller one HERE

Waiting is always unto more | Begin Again with Kymberly Janelle Podcast Notes

Waiting for something does not mean you are in lack. It actually means you’re being prepared to contain the more.

I use to think waiting meant something was being withheld from me. That I was missing out on something. A friend told me a year ago we will always be in some state of wanting as there’s always something else that we will desire in seasons of life (marriage, babies, jobs, houses…) I use to hate that until I realized we wait because there is MORE for us. Because we are able to HOPE and DREAM for something we don’t currently see.

Waiting is not a curse, and it’s certainly not punishment. Yes the ache can and will come but set your eyes on the fact that your hope for the more is enabling MORE to be a reality. Your imagination creates the idea of more, and your lifestyle/choices creates space for you to hold the more.

Take a listen to this weeks episode on waiting. I would love to hear all your questions you have regarding waiting + singleness.

What I learned from taking a 3 week break from Instagram

I’ve never been the person that despises social media. I’ve been so blessed to meet people local and across the country that are now a text away that I possibly would have never met had it not been for social media. I manage several different IG accounts for business and personal and honestly love seeing how it connects people.  On my personal account I’ve always loved being able to share life through my eyes, sharing what the Lord is speaking to me about, encouraging others and seeing others do the same. The idea of taking a three week break never dawned on me until one day I began seeing just how my mind would race after watching other peoples lives unfold before me and I realized there was something there that needed to be addressed.

I texted one of my best friends Jeri one Sunday night and shared how I was feeling. She instantly wrote back saying she had been wanting to do the same thing. So my eager self said lets do it!!! TONIGHT. So we did. We deleted Instagram and Facebook off our phones that night.

Soooooo…what did we learn in the process? 

You discover your heart motives in posting/scrolling

For me it went into some heart issues of wanting to PROVE myself.  For others it can be trying to gain likes, showing off something new they got, or attempting to prove something to someone that follows them or the world in general. For some it becomes a source of gaining affirmation where they lack confidence or a voice in their own lives about their beauty, parenting, or success.

I’ll be honest you guys, I had a real come to Jesus within the first day of not having Instagram. I found myself barren before the Lord unable to prove myself. No one but God to speak anything over me. Guess what I discovered? His voice is the BEST voice to hear speak over me. [Kym]

You may suddenly have a lot of free time 

Without Instagram or Facebook on my phone I couldn’t attend to the 100+ notifications I would get everyday. Instead I learned life still goes on and I really am not missing out if I don’t know about the newest IG superstars closet sale next town over. [Kym]

I didn’t know what to do with my hands the first few days. It only took a week before I began to fill spare time with journaling, having deeper conversations with friends, having longer conversations with strangers, and conquering my to-do lists with ease. It’s not as hard as I thought it would be and instead it proved to be very refreshing and relaxing.  [Jeri]


You’re given an opportunity to enter into INTENTIONAL living.

Without having those apps on my phone there was no way to check in on how everyone else is living their lives. Instead the focus was on me. In a really healthy way. Partnered with the season of life that I am in, choosing to set aside social media made space for some of the sweetest times I have ever had with the Lord over the last 10 years. Not even kidding. Choosing to live intentionally in my day has now become my rhythm of life. Checking my phone is about #5 on my list of things I do in the morning as opposed to #1. Some days I don’t even check. [Kym]


Social media may not actually be encouraging/inspiring you like you thought it was.

I do benefit from Instagram, but not in the ways I thought. The scrolling through my feed to kill time during the day or in between a work meeting or until my daughter goes down for her next nap contributes nothing to me. I was wishing pieces of my life away and when I eliminated Instagram my days felt longer and I felt more rested. If anything all the mindless scrolling did for me was show me the next outfit I want to buy or added another house project to the list. So really, it was adding more work to my life instead of providing to be the relaxing, fun, escape I thought it was. [Jeri]

Life after Instagram break…

When I get back on, I’m not going to mindlessly scroll to kill time anymore, I’m unfollowing accounts that breed discontentment for me in my current season of life, and I’m logging on with intention to see my favorite people and read posts from people that encourage and inspire other things than clothing or home or makeup improvement. [Jeri]

Now that the break is over I re-downloaded IG again. I stay logged into my business accounts at all times. But typically log out of my personal ig account (@lifewithkymberlyjanelle) each day. All my notifications are off for instagram and I have yet to re-download Facebook. At this point I don’t see myself downloading fb on my phone anytime soon. When I post things on my personal IG account I hop on to post and hop right off. For now its what works for me. Easing back into social media was best for me. When you go from not knowing whats going on in other peoples lives to all of a sudden a fire hydrant of posts it can be overwhelming. Ease back in slowly. The biggest thing I’ve noticed what I post now is quality vs quantity. And I no longer feel the need to “keep up” with anyone else. I’m no longer worried about what others are wearing, what their kids have, or what their houses look like in comparison to mine.  [Kym]

Suggestions for doing a social media break?

JUST DO IT. Set a goal and stick to it.  It’s not as hard as it seems IF you are choosing to be intentional in your life and focus on everything else in your life. If you sit around and focus on what you would be doing its gonna be miserable. And you guys, its just social media. The world keeps moving with or without it. If you’re a complete social media addict and need some support ask a friend to do it with you!  [Kym]

So now I wanna know…

Have you ever taken a social media break? How long? Who takes regular social media breaks? I am definitely thinking this is something I will do at least yearly. To just re-focus and re-align.

While this break was very spur of the moment the timing was so, so perfect in my life.



[Because I use social media for business as well as personal I did post several times on social media through apps that were ready to go. Because I know there will be ‘that’ person that says but, you posted!! Yep, I did. Thanks to social media apps that do it for me ;)]










When divorce happens to YOU

I didn’t think I would ever be as publicly straight forward as I am about to be about the topic of divorce, but after sitting with the Lord I felt I needed too. For others going through the same thing, if I can offer any kind of encouragement, there is not only light at the end of the tunnel but there is gold all along the way.

I am walking out divorce with several friends, myself included. Some of them didn’t want it, their spouse choose it. Others needed to get out for their safety. In my case, I was the one who chose divorce. Almost one year ago I knew I had to get out of the marriage I was in. Let me be very clear. I am NOT here to throw my ex under the bus. My heart is to sit and talk to you about what happens when this horrific thing happens to YOU personally. Because it is horrific. No matter who chose it. The loss of dreams, betrayal for many, and so, so many broken promises which results in a broken heart thats bleeding out from every side.

You don’t marry with the expectation you’re going to get divorced. Well, I sure hope you don’t. When you get married there are usually always some kind of unrealistic expectations but you never think its going to come down to taking off your ring, filing papers, and standing before a judge. But, thats what has happened to me.

I remember when I first took off my ring. I was almost numb.

How did it come to this? How was I here? How did two people who (in the beginning) loved Jesus so much come to this place? Would I be shamed as the woman for choosing this? How many rumors would circulate about me as people tried to guess what happened between us because I chose this?  Would I ever laugh again? Would I ever love again?

Everything in me wanted to crumple under the weight of this deep loss. To give up. To just let go. To not care. I wasn’t supposed to be taking off my wedding ring. All of this wasn’t supposed to be happening. I was supposed to be loved, cherished, and supported. The reality is, none of those things were true.

Your heart response to the knife gutting pain will be the very thing that carries you into your next season of life. I knew I had to get on my knees and cry out to God. He was the only one who understood the pain screaming inside of me. I could never cry enough tears to let all of that pain out. Screaming, yelling, punching things helped for a moment. But the pain, oh the pain.

Like a raging fire it burned hot seeking to destroy everything in its path. And I knew it would if I let it.

I knew I would end up a complete mess and probably an alcoholic if I didn’t respond correctly to this pain that tried to ravish my insides.

In the very beginning it was playing worship music almost 24/7, journaling 6-10 hours a day, and my friends who kept me afloat. I was texting my friends almost all day everyday for the first couple months as I grappled with this decision I had made. Thank you Jesus for sweet friends who text you at 3am as if it’s no big deal. I was trying to sort out everything going through my head and heart so I wouldn’t be overtaken by it all. After a while I found my feet again and began to be able to stand on my own. But the tears still flowed, oh did they flow. (They haven’t stopped yet btw.) Then before I knew it I was running again with new friends that pushed me to believe again. Not only was I running but I was laughing, joyful and at complete peace. I was me again, but an even better version than when I had met my ex. I am now a beautiful, laughing, crying mess. Very aware of the undeserved grace I have been extended in this process. What I have now is an unshakeable peace that overrides every fear or doubt that tries to slip back into my heart that was once traumatized by fear.

God recently spoke a phrase to me that summarized the past couple years perfectly.

“The enemy thought he was going to destroy you, instead he awoke the lioness”

I started laughing and crying all at once. The phrase hit my spirit and I knew it was truth. Where I had been beaten down emotionally, where I had every right to give up and ‘surrender’ to depression, I chose to run to Jesus and fight for my heart. I ran to the only one who could pick up all the broken pieces and put me back together as if it had never been broken. In this process I re-discovered just who I was. How had I forgotten? He created me a lioness. Fierce protector. Playful at times. But don’t you dare mess with what Gods given me, I will pounce. Funny side note: I found a prophetic word someone had spoken over me 7.5 years ago saying this very thing about me having the spirit of a lion, willing to protect what Gods given me. Of course it was lodged in a chapter of the bible that the day before I had been talking to God about- Well, lets be honest. I told God don’t you dare send me a confirmation using this chapter cause that would just be too over the top, my heart wouldn’t be able to handle that kind of goodness. Guess what my extravagant God did 😉 Yep. He loves to give good gifts. Not only did He confirm, but He reminded me of who I was just when I needed it.

I may forget the promises spoken over me, but God never does.

Walking through divorce looked NOTHING like I thought it would though. Don’t get me wrong it hurt like hell, and it still hurts on occasion, but walking through the grieving process was different than I imagined. There was a peace through the whole thing that was what kept me focused on God and His ability to finish the work He started in me. If you’ve ever heard Rita Springers song Defender you know what I am talking about. It took every bit of me that was angry as hell, that wanted vindication, and allowed the Lord to be charge of that. Trusting that he would be my defender. All He asked of me was to sit with Him every day and give all of me and He would heal me. It goes against everything we are taught. When we are knocked down we are taught to knock the other person down, or at least spew nasty words to prove our strength, to prove our worth. When you release the need to prove anything you’re able to receive everything.

Instead, God asked me to just sit with Him and He would take care of the rest. He wanted to love me back to wholeness.

Friends, this is where the magic took place. In this place of surrender. I spent over six months in this deep pursuit. Desperate to know the goodness of God, I didn’t care if others thought I was wasting my day spending almost my entire day everyday on my knees, or on the floor barren before the Lord. Most of the time weeping as He just loved on me. Showing me where I hurt. Showing me how His faithful love that can heal that wound. I just had to say yes. It was always my choice. Your healing is your choice. God will never force you into receiving His love. He is however standing right next to you waiting for you to let Him carry you into wholeness. If you are in this place of walking out divorce I urge you to spend the time investing in your heart. Today is the perfect day to begin this journey. He is so faithful to meet us time and time again.

God kept telling me He was even better than I imagined, that the dreams He had for me were better than I could imagine. While I couldn’t quite see it every time, deep down I knew it was true. I didn’t know how but I knew it was. So I chose to believe.

I chose to believe that the impossible was possible.

As I released the pain, as I let the tears flow I discovered the beauty that is the love of God that heals every broken place.  I found my source again. My living water. My hope. God was taking what should have NEVER happened to me and was declaring promises of restoration and redemption for my life. He took the deepest pain and hurt and because of my YES to the process He began showing me more places I hurt, more places I wasn’t letting love in my heart.

Instead of just picking up the broken pieces He was bringing to remembrance dreams I had since I was a little girl that I had given up over the last couple years. As He did this He showed me He truly was the restorer. He wanted those dreams more than I did. Through this process I have seen His perfect love truly does cast out ALL fear. Fear didn’t have a place in my heart any longer. Where it had made a home for so many years God showed me that not only did it not have to be that way, but He didn’t want that for me. He wanted me to know the security of His love. I now walk with an unshakeable peace deep within me that knows I am loved by God.

Friend, if this is you. If you are currently walking out divorce I want to remind you. This is my reminder too.

You have not missed your chance at love.

You are loved.

You too will love again, deeper than you ever imagined.

Just because one person didn’t want you, doesn’t mean God doesn’t.

When you choose to surrender the deepest of pains, you will be filled to the deepest measure. What happened to you was NEVER supposed to happen. He is even angrier than you are about it. God has spoken this to my heart several times and every time He does I fall more and more in love with God. Knowing He is trustworthy. The injustice that occurred to me was NEVER Gods desire. He does not want to be associated with such a horrific thing. But He never left my side through it all. And He will never leave my side as I begin this journey of life after divorce. In this journey I have re-discovered myself and I continue to every day that I say YES to this journey. And its just that. A journey. I have no idea where I am headed but as long as He is by my side I will dive in head first. Because He always leads well. There are so many gold nuggets along the way as you walk out divorce. I pray you are able to see them. If not, pray God would open your eyes to what HE WANTS for your heart today. I guarantee you its beyond what you could ever imagine.

As I finish up, here I want to say: I’m not looking for pity or sympathy by sharing my story. I honestly don’t need it. I’ll take all the prayers you have, but pity I don’t want. I have always and will always share my story with a hope to inspire and encourage. This is my testimony of His goodness. I pray that you are encouraged and strengthened that God makes everything beautiful in its perfect time. You too friend, he will restore and redeem every last broken piece if you let Him.

If you’re going through divorce and want to chat. I would love to hear your story or how I can pray for your heart. Comment below or send me an email to:

How to carry expectation in your heart

Just before a new thing comes into our lives we are met with expectation. That moment before receiving this good gift. As we begin to open the door with expectation what are we to do as we walk into this exciting new season?  

What do we do with expectation?

For so many in this season of life in 2018 there are hopes + dreams that you have been contending for and carrying. For years, if not a decade or more. Hopes and dreams that require the hand of God in order for them to come to pass.   That expectation for this thing has carried you through the long nights as your pillow is stained with tears telling the story of hope deferred. Its carried you through the mornings when you can barely roll out of bed dreading what disappointments may come that day. But theres something deep within you that knows there is something more.

There has to be. So you push out of bed and dare to believe.

But how do you hold your heart as you enter into this new season. As hope rises, as this thing you have dreamt for is at your doorstep. How does your heart respond?

I want to propose that the time just before you are about to receive something is CRITICAL.

You have the choice to grab hold of it white knuckling it fearful it will slip through your fingers ‘yet again’. Or you can take that split second, choose to steady yourself and choose to be grateful for this gift and acknowledge you really have NO IDEA what its unto. Because friend, Gods plans for you with this ‘thing’ are 100 times greater than you can imagine. I guarantee you. How do I know? Because God thinks BIG. Not just a year down the road; 10, 20, 50, 2000 years down the road. Everyday He is orchestrating all of the heaven and earth on your behalf and all of His children.

Jesus is a great example of His big picture dreaming. Thousands of years of WAITING for the perfect moment. All heaven and earth waited expectantly for this Son of God to make His appearance.

 Just before our fingers grab hold of this gift I encourage you to not put it in a box ultimately hindering it by presumming it belongs in a certain place at a certain time. Allowing it the freedom to simply BE. Whether it be a person, a dream, or a possession. Choose to believe just as you have ‘finally’ tasted and seen of Gods goodness that He will continue to direct your footsteps as you carry this thing.

Don’t let expectation die when you get this thing. Let it propel you to dream even bigger.

Receiving this gift, this dream was never intended to be the end of the road. I wanna challenge you to believe it was actually just the beginning. 

There is NO END to Gods goodness. Simply put, His goodness never runs out. I encourage you to let him expand your heart, your hope, your belief in HIS ability. That you would take that expectation you felt and let it fuel you to come alongside others as they dare to dream and hope for things in their lives in the seasons to come.

Dare to believe friend.

Dare to believe.

Expectation will carry you as far as you allow it.


If you haven’t checked out my blog post on discovering the beauty in waiting. Check it out HERE.


Love, K


Hope Deferred

I wrote this back in September and while I shared it on social media I realized I never posted it to the blog. I feel like so many have been and are in this season of hope deferred. Hoping it encourages your heart. 

In the tension between feeling the sting of the wounds life has inflicted and the whispers of hope we dare to dream for, we are presented with the opportunity to believe.

In the midst of hope deferred we are given the chance to press in.
Surrendering every last hot stinging tear that pours down our face, every stolen dream, every desire our hearts dare to whisper that we so desperately want.
We surrender it all.

Without shame knowing His word will not return void.

Life may not look like how we thought it would, but we can trust it will be good. That it will bring us closer to the person of God. There we will find the rest and security that our hearts so desperately crave. It’s in hearing the truth of who He is. Regardless of whether you can feel it, or believe it in that moment that we open up our hearts and hands to say YES.

I believe this is what’s true in life. It’s all about saying YES.

Hope deferred is not punishment. It is an opportunity for Him to realign, restore, and bring redemption into every area of our life.

To those feeling the stings of hope deferred, I’ve been there. Honestly, I am there right now in this very moment. I trust though, knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that He is the ONLY one who can fulfill each and every desire. In His perfect way, in His perfect timing. Trusting the process He is leading me through will always produce fruit.

Even in walking through death after death in my family, and broken dream after broken dream I can honestly say every time I said YES to Him He has ALWAYS shown up and given me whatever it was that I needed in that moment. (Notice I didn’t say what I wanted. Rather, what I needed)

The key is allowing Him to show us what we actually need in those moments.
Today I am believing with you. Whatever those dreams in your heart are, I believe and know that they are not too big for God to orchestrate. I believe He is currently weaving together your story so perfectly that you will look back and it will be impossible to not say that was the hand of God on my life taking care of my every step, my every breath to see me made whole.

I believe He is currently weaving your story together so perfectly that you will look back and it will be impossible to not say that was the hand of God on my life taking care of my every step, my every breath to see me made whole.


With love, K