The Lesson Death Teaches the Living: Forgiveness, Love, and Gratitude

So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.” — Psalm 90:12 (KJV)
‎Death is never an easy subject to talk about because it confronts us with a reality that we often try our best to ignore: no matter how educated we are, how successful we become, how much money we accumulate, how many plans we make, or how important we may consider ourselves to be, there is a day when our earthly journey will come to an end, and when that day comes, many of the things we considered important will suddenly lose their significance.
‎Yet, strangely enough, while death takes a person away from us, it can also leave behind lessons that challenge the living to examine how they are spending the time they still have.
A peaceful sunrise with a journal and coffee, reminding readers that tomorrow is not promised and to love, forgive, and appreciate others today.


Recently, a man in my community passed away, and since I heard the news, I have found myself thinking deeply about life, relationships, forgiveness, kindness, and the things we often postpone because we assume we will always have another opportunity.

‎  He was an intelligent man—educated, knowledgeable, and remarkably articulate. Anyone who spoke with him could quickly notice how well he expressed himself and how much knowledge he possessed, but despite his intelligence and accomplishments, his life seemed increasingly disconnected from the people around him.

  He hardly related with his kindred or neighbours, family meetings held little interest for him, and community activities rarely saw his participation. Very few people visited his home apart from a handful of colleagues from work, and over time, the distance between him and the people around him appeared to become normal.

   People also knew him as someone who became irritated easily, and a simple disagreement could sometimes result in someone being asked to leave his house. Whether he believed he had valid reasons for his reactions or not, the result was that, over the years, walls were gradually built between him and other people, until many simply stopped coming.

A man walking alone on a quiet street at night, symbolizing the uncertainty of life and the importance of forgiveness and relationships.

   Recently, a man in my community passed away, and since I heard the news, I have found myself thinking deeply about life, relationships, forgiveness, kindness, and the things we often postpone because we assume we will always have another opportunity.

‎  He was an intelligent man—educated, knowledgeable, and remarkably articulate. Anyone who spoke with him could quickly notice how well he expressed himself and how much knowledge he possessed, but despite his intelligence and accomplishments, his life seemed increasingly disconnected from the people around him.

  He hardly related with his kindred or neighbours, family meetings held little interest for him, and community activities rarely saw his participation. Very few people visited his home apart from a handful of colleagues from work, and over time, the distance between him and the people around him appeared to become normal.

   People also knew him as someone who became irritated easily, and a simple disagreement could sometimes result in someone being asked to leave his house. Whether he believed he had valid reasons for his reactions or not, the result was that, over the years, walls were gradually built between him and other people, until many simply stopped coming.

Then came the heartbreaking news that he had died.

What made the situation even more painful was the fact that many people had seen him outside the previous evening, completely unaware that they were seeing him alive for the last time. No one said goodbye.

No one knew that it was the last conversation, the last sight of him, or the last ordinary moment they would ever have.

   According to his wife, he went outside during the night to relieve himself, and as he returned to the house, he slipped and fell. His wife tried desperately to help him, but she could not lift him, so she ran out to seek assistance. Someone responded that he was coming, but for reasons no one can fully explain, he never arrived.

The man remained on the ground throughout the night.

‎It was not until early the next morning, when his wife's cries filled the neighbourhood, that people gathered and discovered what had happened. Sadly, by then, he had already passed away.

And that was it. A life had ended.

A man who had plans, opinions, knowledge, relationships, frustrations, dreams, disappointments, and perhaps many things he intended to do later was suddenly gone.

Two hands reaching toward each other, representing compassion, reconciliation, forgiveness, and human connection.


  His story made me ask a difficult question: What if we knew that we had less time than we thought? Would we still live the same way?

When Death Reminded Me of My Mother

As I reflected on what happened, my thoughts went back to the morning my own mother died.

That morning taught me something that death has continued to remind me of: when someone you genuinely love is gone, distance suddenly becomes insignificant.

One of my brothers immediately boarded a bus from Abuja, while another travelled from Enugu without hesitation. Relatives and friends came from different places because, when someone you love is fighting for life or has already left this world, the things that previously seemed inconvenient suddenly become unimportant.

Nobody was calculating the distance.

Nobody was asking whether the journey was stressful.

Nobody was saying, “I will come when it is more convenient.”

Love makes sacrifices. Relationships matter. People matter.

  That experience reminded me of something we often forget: no matter how independent we think we are, God never designed human beings to live completely isolated lives.

We need one another.

And whether we like it or not, there will be moments in life when our strength will not be enough, our knowledge will not be enough, our money will not be enough, and our independence will not be enough; we will need someone to stand beside us, lift us when we fall, pray for us when we are weak, encourage us when we are discouraged, and simply be present when words are no longer necessary.

A woman praying by a window at sunrise, illustrating the power of praying for others and trusting God.

God Created Us for Relationship

‎From the beginning, God made His intention clear “It is not good that the man should be alone.” (Genesis 2:18)

  Although this verse directly speaks about the creation of a suitable companion for Adam, it also reveals something important about God's design for humanity: we were not created to live without meaningful relationships.

‎Ecclesiastes 4:9–10 says: “Two are better than one... For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he falleth; for he hath not another to help him up.”»

‎  Those words become painfully significant when we think about what happened to this man.

Life has a way of reminding us that there are moments when everyone needs someone.

‎We may enjoy our privacy, value our independence, and prefer handling things by ourselves, but there are seasons when we need someone who will notice that something is wrong, someone who will check on us, someone who will knock on our door, someone who will answer when we call, and someone who will come running when we need help.

‎We need people, and people need us.

   This is why we should not treat relationships as unnecessary burdens or assume that we can live without community simply because we have learned how to survive alone.

‎Being independent is not the same as being disconnected.

‎Having boundaries is not the same as rejecting people.

‎Protecting your peace is not the same as building a prison around your heart.

‎The Quiet Danger of Unforgiveness

‎One of the greatest lessons this experience has impressed upon my heart is the importance of forgiveness.

‎There are people walking around today carrying wounds that have become so familiar that they no longer realize how heavy those wounds have become.

‎Someone hurt them years ago, and they are still angry.

‎‎Someone betrayed them, and they have never recovered emotionally.

‎Someone disappointed them, and they decided never to trust again.

‎Someone offended them, and they allowed the offence to become part of their identity.

‎  But unforgiveness has a dangerous way of becoming a prison that the wounded person continues to live in while the person who caused the wound may have moved on completely.

Sometimes healing begins when we stop carrying every wound, offence, disappointment, and rejection as though it must remain a permanent part of us. We cannot always control what people do to us, but we can learn how to process what happened without allowing the pain to define who we become.

‎  Forgiveness does not mean pretending that the offence never happened, and it certainly does not mean approving wickedness or allowing someone who has harmed you to continue harming you.

‎Forgiveness means choosing not to allow the offence to control your heart forever.

‎Hebrews 12:15 warns us:

“Looking diligently lest any man fail of the grace of God; lest any root of bitterness springing up trouble you, and thereby many be defiled.”

‎Notice the language Scripture uses: a root of bitterness. Roots are usually hidden.

You may not see them immediately, but if they remain in the ground long enough, they eventually produce something visible.

‎   Bitterness can begin quietly, perhaps with a single offence, but if it is continually watered with resentment, anger, pride, and memories of what someone did, it can eventually affect the way we speak, the way we relate with people, the way we interpret innocent actions, and even the way we receive love.

‎People will disappoint us. 

Some wounds will be deep.

‎Some betrayals will leave scars.

‎Some apologies may never come.

‎But we must still learn to release people from the debt we have decided they owe us.

‎Ephesians 4:31–32 says:

‎“Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice: And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you.”»

‎  The cross reminds us of something uncomfortable but beautiful: we are forgiven people, and forgiven people are called to become forgiving people.

‎Boundaries Are Biblical—Bitterness Is Not

  There is an important distinction that must be made here because forgiveness is sometimes misunderstood.

  • ‎Forgiving someone does not mean giving them unlimited access to your life.
  • You can forgive someone and still maintain boundaries.
  • You can release someone from bitterness without trusting them immediately.
  • You can love someone without allowing them to repeatedly abuse, manipulate, disrespect, or take advantage of you.

Forgiveness does not require you to make everyone your friend, and choosing peace does not mean you must treat everyone as an enemy. Sometimes wisdom means knowing who to love from a healthy distance and understanding that not every relationship needs to be restored to its former level of closeness.

‎Jesus Himself loved people deeply, yet Scripture tells us that He did not entrust Himself to everyone because He knew what was in people (John 2:24–25).

‎There is wisdom in boundaries.

‎There is wisdom in discernment.

‎There is wisdom in knowing when to step away from unhealthy relationships.

‎But there is also a difference between guarding your heart and hardening your heart.

‎One can be wisdom. The other can become bondage.

‎Do not allow someone's wrongdoing to turn you into someone who can no longer love.

‎Do not allow betrayal to convince you that everybody is untrustworthy.

‎Do not allow one painful relationship to make you reject every meaningful relationship God may bring into your life.

‎‎Your boundaries should protect your heart, not bury it.

Pray for People While There Is Still Time

‎Sometimes someone unexpectedly comes to your mind, and you may not understand why. Instead of immediately dismissing the thought, pray, perhaps God is reminding you of someone who needs encouragement.

‎Maybe someone is going through a battle you know nothing about, or someone needs to hear that they are loved.

‎Perhaps someone is lonely.

‎Perhaps someone needs help.

‎Sometimes the most spiritual thing you can do is simply pick up your phone and send a message that says, “I was thinking about you. How are you doing?”

‎Call them.

Visit them if you can.

Pray for them.

‎Send an encouraging message.

‎Do not underestimate the power of small acts of kindness.

‎James 5:16 says:

‎“The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.”»

We may never fully understand how God uses our prayers, encouragement, kindness, and presence in the lives of other people, but we should not wait until someone is lying in a coffin before we begin demonstrating the love we could have shown while they were alive.

Appreciate People While They Are Alive

‎  One of the saddest things about death is the number of beautiful words that are spoken when the person can no longer hear them.

‎At funerals, people suddenly remember how kind someone was.

‎They remember their generosity, their wisdom, their laughter and how much the person helped them.

They write long tributes, post photographs, tell stories, and say “We will miss you.”

‎   And while those words may bring comfort to the family, I often wonder how many of those beautiful things were ever said directly to the person while they were alive.

Why do we wait? postpone appreciation?or maybe assume people already know how much we value them?

Tell your parents that you love them.

Appreciate your spouse.

Thank your pastor.

Encourage your friends.

Celebrate your siblings.

Tell your children that they matter.

Thank the person who has stood by you during difficult seasons.

Romans 12:10 says:

“Be kindly affectionate to one another with brotherly love; in honour preferring one another.”

Gratitude should not be reserved for memorial services.

Appreciation should be part of everyday living.

‎If someone has been a blessing to you, tell them while they can still hear you.

If someone has helped you, thank them.

If someone has encouraged you, acknowledge them.

‎If someone has loved you well, do not assume they already know.

Say it. Show it. Live it.

‎Death Has a Way of Correcting Our Priorities

‎   Death has a strange way of rearranging our priorities. When someone dies, arguments suddenly seem smaller, pride loses its attractiveness and old grudges begin to look foolish.

‎The things we were too angry to forgive suddenly appear insignificant.

‎The person who insisted on being right is no longer here to continue the argument.

‎The person who refused to speak to someone may never have another opportunity to speak.

‎And the people left behind are forced to live with the reality that tomorrow was never guaranteed.

‎Psalm 39:4 says:

“Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, that I may know how frail I am.”

‎We do not know the measure of our days.

‎We know the date we were born, but none of us knows the date written beside the end of our earthly journey.

‎That should not make us live in fear but it should make us live wisely.

‎Life is fragile.

‎Tomorrow is not guaranteed.

‎That is why today matters.

‎Choose Love Today

‎‎If there is someone you need to forgive, begin the process of forgiveness.

‎If there is someone you need to call, make the call.

‎If there is someone God has placed on your heart, pray for them.

‎‎If there is someone you appreciate, tell them today.

‎If you have been holding back an apology because of pride, consider whether being right is worth losing the relationship.

‎‎If there is someone you have been avoiding because of an old disagreement, ask yourself whether the disagreement is still worth the distance it has created.

‎Do not postpone kindness, delay reconciliation unnecessarily or assume there will always be another opportunity.

‎‎Jesus said 

‎“By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples, if ye have love one to another.” — John 13:35 (KJV)»

‎Love is not merely something we feel.

‎Love is something we demonstrate.

‎Love checks on people. Love forgives. Love serves.

‎Love sacrifices. Love listens. ‎Love encourages. Love shows up.

‎Love does not wait until someone dies before it begins speaking.

‎We Are All Going to Need Someone Someday

Love does not wait until someone dies before it begins speaking.

‎Perhaps one of the most uncomfortable lessons from this story is that none of us is completely self-sufficient.

‎There may come a day when you need someone to help you get back on your feet.

‎There may come a day when you cannot carry yourself.

‎‎There may come a day when you need someone to notice your absence.

‎There may come a day when you need someone to answer the phone.

‎‎There may come a day when you need someone to pray for you.

‎There may come a day when you need someone to come running.

‎And when that day comes, the relationships you have intentionally built may become more valuable than all the things you spent your life accumulating.

‎This is why we must not take people for granted.

‎‎The neighbour you ignore may someday be the person who helps you.

‎‎The friend you stopped talking to may be the person who would have stood beside you.

‎The family member you have been avoiding may be someone you desperately wish you had reconciled with.

‎Life is too short to spend it unnecessarily building walls.

‎Final Thoughts

‎   Death silently teaches lessons that many living people ignore. It reminds us that life is brief, relationships are precious, forgiveness brings freedom, and gratitude should never be delayed.

‎‎The death of this man has made me think deeply about the way we live, the people we push away, the grudges we carry, the apologies we postpone, the appreciation we withhold, and the relationships we assume will always be there.

‎None of us knows which conversation will be our last.

‎None of us knows whether the person we saw yesterday will still be alive tomorrow.

‎That is not a reason to become afraid of life.

‎‎It is a reason to live it intentionally. May we never become so wounded that we stop loving.

‎May we never become so bitter that we stop forgiving.

‎May we never become so busy that we neglect the people God has placed around us.

‎May we never allow pride to become more important than reconciliation.

‎May we never wait until a funeral before expressing gratitude.

‎    As long as God gives us another day, let us choose to forgive quickly, love deeply, pray faithfully, serve sincerely, and appreciate people while we still have the opportunity.

Let us use it well.

‎Prayer

‎   Heavenly Father, Thank You for the gift of life and for the people You have placed around us. ‎Lord, search our hearts and remove every root of bitterness, pride, resentment, anger, and unforgiveness that is hidden in our hearts and help us to love as Christ loves, to forgive as You have forgiven us, and to appreciate people while we still have the opportunity to do so.

‎Help us to build relationships that honour You, to be people who show up when others need us, to pray for those You place on our hearts, and to become a source of encouragement and comfort to the people around us. ‎In Jesus' name,

Amen.


Don't Let Your Past Keep You from Jesus: Lessons from Zacchaeus (Luke 19)

Jesus calling Zacchaeus down from the sycamore tree, illustrating how God restores people who seek Him despite their past, based on Luke 19:1–10.


A Lesson from Zacchaeus

   A few days ago, I was reading Luke 19:1–10, the story of Zacchaeus, and one lesson stood out to me. (Luke 19:5)

Zacchaeus knew his limitation. He was a short man, and because of the crowd, he could not see Jesus (Luke 19:3). He could have stood there feeling sorry for himself. He could have allowed his height to become an excuse. He could have worried about what people would think if they saw a grown man climbing a tree.

Just imagine the looks and whispers: "Look at that short man on the tree!"

But Zacchaeus refused to let his limitation define him. His desire to see Jesus was greater than his fear of people's opinions. So, by faith, he ran ahead and climbed a sycamore tree (Luke 19:4).

"Draw nigh to God, and he will draw nigh to you." — James 4:8

When Jesus reached that very spot, He looked up, saw Zacchaeus, and called him by name. What a beautiful reminder that when we take even one step of faith toward Jesus, He responds with grace.

A Conversation That Broke My Heart 

   Years back I had a conversation with a young man. He told me that while he was in secondary school, he frequently had visions that later came to pass. He was known among his classmates for his spiritual sensitivity and the gift of prophecy. (1 Corinthians 12:4)

   He also shared something remarkable. His mother once told him that when she gave birth to him, she had a dream in which a group of children came to her and said, "Give us our king." Though surprised, she handed them the baby, and they carried him while shouting and celebrating him as their king.

   He seemed like a young man with great potential and a promising future.

When Wrong Choices Change Everything

Sadly, everything changed.

   A friend persuaded him to transfer to another school, promising him excitement and a better experience. Instead, he was introduced to destructive lifestyles—womanizing, cultism, and other sinful habits. Over time, the visions stopped. The words of knowledge disappeared. His walk with God faded.

   As we talked, I gently encouraged him to return to Jesus. But he insisted that his friend had destroyed his destiny and that his life could never be the same.

My heart was burdened.

Your Past Does Not Have the Final Say. Yes, people can influence us negatively.

But no one is beyond God's power to restore. While others may influence your decisions, you are responsible for your response today. Your past may explain where you are, but it does not have to determine where you will end.

"And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose." — Romans 8:28

As long as there is genuine repentance and a willing heart, God is able to redeem what seems lost.

Zacchaeus Chose Repentance

   Zacchaeus also had a messy past. He was a dishonest tax collector who had cheated many people (Luke 19:8). Yet the moment Jesus entered his life, everything changed. He repented, promised to repay those he had cheated, and generously gave to the poor. His encounter with Jesus transformed both his heart and his actions.

"And Zacchaeus stood, and said unto the Lord; Behold, Lord, the half of my goods I give to the poor; and if I have taken any thing from any man by false accusation, I restore him fourfold." Then Jesus declared:"This day is salvation come to this house." — Luke 19:8- 9

Jesus Is Still in the Business of Restoration

The same Jesus is still changing lives today.

"Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new." — 2 Corinthians 5:17

You may feel that you have gone too far. You may think your mistakes have ruined God's plan for you. But God specializes in restoring broken people.

"And I will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten." — Joel 2:25

   He can turn your limitations into testimonies, your pain into purpose, and your ugly past into a story of His grace.

"As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us." — Psalm 103:12

Your Next Step

Do not remain trapped by regret.

   Like Zacchaeus, take the step that brings you closer to Jesus. Ignore the voices of shame. Lay down every excuse. Trust Him again. Walk with Him in obedience.

   You may be surprised by what God is ready to do in your life once you allow Him in.

Reflection

What are you doing today?

   Are you still sitting in the pain of your past, blaming people for where you are?

Or are you choosing to walk with God in faith and obedience, trusting Him to restore what seems lost? The decision is yours.

Prayer

Lord Jesus, I surrender my past, my failures, and every limitation to You. Give me the courage to seek You above my fears and regrets. Restore what has been lost, transform my heart, and help me walk in obedience every day. Let my life become a testimony of Your redeeming grace. Amen.

From Doubt to Purpose: My Healing Journey with God

 

A Christian woman writing in her journal beside an open Bible, reflecting on God's healing, overcoming self-doubt, embracing purpose, and trusting His faithfulness.

   I doubted my abilities. I doubted my decisions. I doubted whether I could ever do anything truly good.

Whenever people complimented me, I saw it as an exaggeration. I believed they were just trying to be nice.

But on the other hand, I found it easy to invest in people. I poured into others, encouraged them, gave what I could, stood up for friends and even strangers. 

Looking back now, I realize I was responding from wounds I didn't even know I had.

  Growing up, I carried a lot of trauma responses with little or no complaints. 

Deep down, I never really believed I was useful or capable of doing something meaningful, and those experiences followed me into adulthood.

 I had unknowingly believed people's words more than God's Word. 

Yet the Bible says, "I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made" (Psalm 139:14), and "We are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works" (Ephesians 2:10). 

It took me years to begin believing what God had already said about me.

I kept investing in people, giving, and showing up for them, but many times I didn't get the same in return—or maybe not as much as I wished.

 I doubted almost every step I took, probably because of the negative words and energy I had received over the years. 

I longed for a simple thumbs-up from certain people, but it never came.

If you know me, you'll notice that I talk a lot about people. Oh yes, I am truly a lady of people.

   Last year, I attended an online program called Esther Academy with the theme "Roar," organized by Miss Juliet Abimiku Daniels.

To be honest, I didn't concentrate much during the classes, but something else caught my attention—the books, the videos, the reflection moments, and the assignments.

 They started touching places in my heart that I had ignored for years.

For the first time, they awakened the little girl in me.

The little girl who had been looking for answers.

The little girl who wanted to express herself without being judged.

The little girl who wanted to be loved without always trying to earn it.

The little girl who simply wanted to be surprised with love, gifts, and kindness.

Every day throughout that month, I took a few minutes to reflect on my past, my present, and my future. And most times, tears rolled down my face.

   I stayed in my room writing in my journal, talking to my heart, speaking to the Holy Spirit, or typing into my phone notes.

It wasn't because I didn't have friends or family.

It was because I had so much to say, but I felt like I had no audience that would truly understand me.

At the same time, I had just graduated. No job. No clear direction.

And sometimes I felt like nobody would understand what was going on inside me without thinking I was overreacting.

   People around me probably thought I had become lazy or strange because I wasn't naturally a quiet or stay-at-home person.

But in that quiet corner of my room, I found healing. Looking back, I can confidently say that "He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds" (Psalm 147:3). 

  That room became my place of healing, where God gently started putting the broken pieces of my heart back together.

I felt like a little child who had cried for so long and suddenly ran into the arms of a loving parent.

   Little by little, I started taking one step at a time. The first step was changing my words.

I began rejecting every negative word that had followed me for years because I realized that healing begins with renewing the mind.

 Romans 12:2 reminds us to be transformed by the renewing of our minds, and Proverbs 23:7 (KJV) says, "For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he."

Instead of saying, "I'm useless," I began saying, "I am useful."

 Instead of, "I'm dull," I said, "I am smart."

Instead of, "I'm a fool," I declared,

 "I am a woman of wisdom."

   It was surprising how I could still remember almost every painful word that had been spoken over me as a child and during my secondary school days.

One memory never left me.

When we had just entered college 1, we were singing in class during break time when one of my classmates jokingly said, "Chisom, you should never go near a microphone in your life."

Everyone laughed. To them, it was just a joke but to me, it became a belief.

Years later, whenever I was asked to sing, I quietly turned it down. Not because I couldn't try.

But because that one sentence kept ringing in my head. "Don't go near a microphone." I didn't want to embarrass myself.

   As I continued healing, I realized that healing wasn't only about forgetting the past.

It was also about choosing what would shape my future.

   So the second thing I did was choose what I wanted and what the Holy Spirit was leading me to do—not what people expected from me.

I realized I had taken many wrong paths simply because I wanted to please people. But Galatians 1:10 reminded me that if my goal is to please people above God, I cannot faithfully serve Christ. 

Now, I choose purpose over popularity.

   Something beautiful also happened during that season.

Even while I was carrying so much pain and so many unspoken words, I somehow knew I wasn't the only one hurting.

There were people out there who were also broken, waiting, sick, discouraged, or silently fighting battles.

So during my prayer time, I intentionally spent a few minutes praying for them.

I prayed that healing would knock on their doors.

I prayed they would have the strength to keep trusting God.

I wasn't always consistent. But I was intentional.

   Later, I understood why God was doing this. 2 Corinthians 1:3–4 says that God comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others with the comfort we have received from Him. 

My pain was becoming someone else's encouragement.

Then I started asking myself an important question, What do I really enjoy?

I remembered the little girl who loved reading.

The little girl who loved telling stories.

The little girl who paid attention to every detail.

I also remembered how much I loved talking with people and encouraging them.

Life had buried those gifts for a while. But they were still there.

   That was when I felt the burden to speak to people who were hurting and walking through waiting seasons. 

I may not know everything.

But as God comforts me, I want to extend that same comfort to others through writing.

So I reached out to a friend who helped me create a blog.

I started writing. I also started sharing my writings on Facebook.

Was I consistent?  No.

Sometimes I got tired.

Sometimes I became overwhelmed.

Sometimes I made excuses.

Sometimes I disappeared. 

But life kept moving.

Time kept ticking.

Instead of giving up completely, I kept coming back.

   The fourth step I took was enrolling in a three-month tech training on video editing and web design. It was fun.

It reminded me that I could still learn.

It reminded me that I could still grow.

Today, I may not be where I want to be. But I am no longer where I used to be.

I may not understand everything. I may not have all the answers.

But I will keep taking one step at a time because I know that -

"He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus" (Philippians 1:6).

I trust that "The steps of a good person are ordered by the Lord" (Psalm 37:23), 

and I choose to "Trust in the Lord with all my heart... and He shall direct my paths" (Proverbs 3:5–6).

   If you've been following my journey, you may remember my testimony, "God Doesn't Always Stop the Fire: Finding God's Presence in the Midst of Pain."

 In that post, I shared how losing my mother shook my faith and how God met me in one of the darkest seasons of my life.

This testimony is a continuation of that journey.

It is the story of what happened after the fire—how God slowly healed my heart, renewed my mind, helped me rediscover my purpose, and reminded me that my story wasn't over.

If you haven't read it yet, I encourage you to start there before continuing this journey with me.

   Meanwhile before you blame someone for not showing up for you, remember that everyone is carrying something.

If someone comes to your mind, pray for them. Give them a call. Or perhaps visit them if you can.

And if you have someone who keeps showing up for you—a friend, a sibling, or your partner—please appreciate them.

Don't take them for granted.

Their strength doesn't mean they don't have battles too.


   Finally, if you are carrying pain, dealing with past trauma, or walking through a waiting season, this is not the end of your story.

God is with you. "I will never leave you nor forsake you" (Hebrews 13:5). "Fear not, for I am with you... I will strengthen you, yes, I will help you" (Isaiah 41:10).

Embrace healing. Don't allow your past to keep you stuck.

You can try again. You can start again.

You can build from where you are, no matter your age.

Abraham did not step into God's promise at a young age, yet Romans 4:20–21 tells us that he grew strong in faith, fully convinced that God was able to do what He had promised.

You may not understand everything right now. But take the next step.

Don't wait for the perfect moment.

Start from where you are.

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God is not finished with your story.


It is well.


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The Lesson Death Teaches the Living: Forgiveness, Love, and Gratitude

So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.” — Psalm 90:12 (KJV) ‎ ‎Death is never an easy subject to talk abo...