His Strength, My Journey

“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has passed away, behold, the new has come.” — 2 Corinthians 5:17 Lately, I’ve been witnessing something in my life that I can only describe as transformation. Not the kind that happens on the outside first, but the kind that begins deep within the heart — the quiet work that only God can do. Sometimes I sit quietly and realise that the person I am becoming is very different from the person I always believed myself to be. For most of my life, I thought I was an extrovert. I was loud, expressive, and often the center of attention. I was strong, aggressive when I needed to be, impatient, and very firm. People didn’t mess around with me, and in many ways that strength became a kind of armor. It helped me survive difficult seasons and protect what mattered to me. But lately, something inside me has been shifting. The more time I spend with God, the more I feel Him softening parts of my heart that I once th...

There is a question in the Bible that has troubled believers for thousands of years: Why do some wicked people seem to live comfortable, prosperous lives while others endure unimaginable suffering? In Job 21 , Job himself asks this question. He looks around and sees people who reject God yet seem to prosper, grow old, and enjoy their lives. Meanwhile, he is suffering deeply despite his faith. For a long time, that question bothered me too. Because if I’m honest, my life has not been easy. My story is filled with struggle, abuse, hardship, and seasons of pain that felt unbearable. There were times when the darkness was so heavy that I didn’t think I would survive it. In those moments, the thought of eternity or being separated from God didn’t even cross my mind. The hurt was so overwhelming that all I wanted was for the pain to stop. But something remarkable happened through all of it. Somewhere in the middle of the brokenness, I began to search for God. Not because my life was ...

There is something sacred happening in my life right now. For so long, I believed strength meant silence. I believed faith meant composure. I believed being “a good Christian woman” meant pressing down my emotions and carrying on without complaint. But lately, God has been gently leading me into a different kind of strength — the strength of honesty. As I’ve been reading Untangling Your Emotions by Jennie Allen, I can feel the Spirit nudging me: “You are allowed to feel.” That truth feels revolutionary. Because when I read Job 16, I see something I never fully saw before. Job is not polished. He is not composed. He is not tidy in his faith. He is hurting. He says his friends are “miserable comforters.” He says he feels attacked. He feels misunderstood. He feels overwhelmed. And yet — God allowed those words to be written in Scripture. That means something profound. It means God is not afraid of our raw emotions. It means lament is not rebellion. It means pain expressed is n...