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My Emotional Resurrection: What Dying to My Old Self Taught Me
There was a version of me that had to die. Not physically… but emotionally, spiritually, deeply. And the truth is—I didn’t know how heavy she was until I finally laid her down. This Lent wasn’t about routine sacrifice. It became my mirror. A sacred uncovering. A quiet unraveling. An emotional resurrection. The Quiet Days There were no loud breakthroughs. No dramatic moments. Just silence… and truth. The kind of silence that forces you to sit with yourself. The kind that doesn’t let you run. And in that stillness, I met the parts of me I had been avoiding. The grief I buried. The weight I carried that was never mine.…
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✨ When Rising Feels Like a Battle
For every soul too tired to rise, this is your reminder: God meets us in the heaviness. This post is a balm for the weary, with a devotional, scripture, and prayer to help you rise again — slowly, gently, faithfully.
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Discernment in the Dark: Praying Through the Pain
There are days when my body aches so deeply I can barely move. When my chest feels heavy with sorrow. When anxiety swells like waves crashing over my mind, and depression lingers like a fog refusing to lift. It is in these moments — the midnight hours of the soul — that I am reminded of the sacred necessity of discernment and the power of relentless prayer. Discernment isn’t always a loud revelation. Sometimes, it’s a whisper through the tears. It’s the strength to say, “God, I don’t understand this pain, but I trust You.” We are not called to walk through suffering alone. We are called to pray —…
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The Tears God Collects
A Soul Devotional from I Rise and Roar There are sacred seasons when the tears don’t ask for permission — they fall quietly in the dark, or boldly in the daylight, when life becomes a weight too heavy to hold. And in those fragile moments, you may wonder — Do these tears matter? Does anyone see me? But Beloved, the Word says otherwise. “You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in Your bottle. You have recorded each one in Your book.” — Psalm 56:8 (NLT) Every tear you’ve wept in silence, every ache you’ve carried in the unseen — Heaven has noticed. God has…
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When You’re Getting Closer to God
There’s a quiet warfare that begins the moment your soul starts to rise. When you get closer to God, the enemy knows it can’t touch you— so it reaches for what’s near: your family, your peace, your joy, your mind. It’s not just an attack; it’s a strategy. Because you are covered, the enemy looks for cracks in the ones you love. It stirs confusion, plants doubt, and fuels division—anything to distract you from your divine path. But here’s what you must remember: there is nothing God can’t handle. The weapon may form, but it will not prosper. The tears may fall, but they are not in vain. The storm…
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When the Spirit Breaks: A Journey to the Higher Self
There comes a time in every soul’s life when the breaking becomes too loud to ignore. When grief clutches the heart with both hands, and the silence of heaven feels unbearable. You stand still. You weep. You wonder if you’ll ever rise again. But beloved, the breaking is sacred. It’s not the end. It’s the threshold. A cracked spirit makes room for the light to enter. A shattered heart expands into surrender. And surrender is where the Higher Self waits—with arms wide, and a whisper that says: “Come home to Me.” “He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” — Psalm 147:3 Finding your Higher Self isn’t about perfection.…
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3 Signs Your Spirit Is Broken (But Not Defeated)
There are moments in life when you feel like something inside you has cracked — not shattered, but shaken to its core. You’re functioning. You’re present. But something feels… off. If that’s you, you’re not alone. Here are 3 quiet signs your spirit might be broken — but hear this: you are not defeated. 1. You’ve Become Numb, Not Healed You’re not crying anymore — but not because the pain is gone. You’ve just learned to silence it. You’re floating through days, avoiding emotions, smiling on the outside while disconnected inside. This numbness is a defense, not a destination. Don’t confuse stillness for peace. Numb doesn’t mean whole. 2. You…
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When God Feels Quiet, But You Keep Believing
There are seasons when you pray with all your might… and the silence is louder than anything you’ve ever heard. You try to listen. You look for signs. You search for comfort in the scriptures, the songs, the sermons— and yet, it still feels like God is quiet. That’s where I am. I’m walking through one of the hardest storms of my life— grieving the loss of my sister, carrying the pain of my son’s situation, and trying to hold myself together when everything feels like it’s falling apart. But still… I believe. I believe that silence isn’t absence. I believe that delay isn’t denial. I believe that even in…
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When the Walls Close In: A Mother’s Silent Storm
There are moments in life that shake you to your core. Moments when the air feels too thick to breathe, when your mind says “Trust God”— but your heart can’t stop screaming, “Why?” Right now, I’m in one of those moments. I can’t stop the tears. I can’t calm the ache. I can’t seem to quiet the emotions that won’t let me sleep. I keep asking myself, Will it be okay? What can I do? How do I stay strong when everything inside me feels so fragile? I know I’m not the only one carrying a pain that feels invisible to the world. There’s a special kind of heaviness that…
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The Strength to Stay, the Grace to Go
When Holding On Feels Easier Than Letting GoThere comes a time in every journey where you find yourself asking questions that don’t have easy answers: “Should I stay, or is it time to go?” “What if everything looks right… but doesn’t feel right?” “How do I leave when I don’t even know what’s next?” These aren’t just questions — they’re soul-level wrestlings. And you’re not alone in them. When You’re in the Right Place but Feel All Wrong Sometimes the relationship is stable, the job is secure, the routine is familiar — yet deep inside, you feel out of place. Not unloved. Not mistreated. Just… misaligned. As if your spirit knows something your mind hasn’t yet caught…