Heaven’s Blueprint

God Always Confirms So many times in my life, I’ve run ahead of God—trying to fix or control situations, thinking I was doing the right thing, even believing I had heard from Him. But the truth is,  God never hurries , and He always confirms His word. Yes, there are moments when immediate obedience is required—a quick “yes” in faith. But more often than not, God nudges us and then sends confirmation, usually more than once, especially when we ask Him to. He’s faithful like that. When I’ve rushed ahead in my own strength, even with good intentions, I’ve often found myself exhausted, confused, or needing to backpedal. It’s not that God didn’t give the word—it’s that I forgot to sit with Him long enough to get the full set of instructions. This week, I had the honor of a deep encounter with God. In this moment, He handed me a vision—blessings wrapped in silver and gold, presented on a platter. At first, it felt strange to receive such things. I wasn’t sure how to process it. I’m still...

Fresh Oil So, you’ve stepped into the new wineskin. You’ve broken through the barriers. But now… you feel empty. Depleted. Why? Because the fresh oil hasn’t yet come to fill the wineskin. Here’s the thing—oil takes time. A long time. In the natural, it begins with a single olive seed. That seed must be planted, nurtured, and grown into a tree. It takes seasons to bloom, time to bear fruit. Then comes the harvest—only when the olives are ready. And even then, there’s still the pressing. The crushing. So don’t lose hope. Your oil is coming. It may not feel like perfect timing. It might even seem late. But God is never late. He is always right on time. Keep praising. Keep prophesying to your own heart. Fresh oil is on the way. And when it comes, it will fill you to overflowing— enough for your new wineskin and more. Scripture "But my horn you have exalted like a wild ox; I have been anointed with fresh oil." —Psalm 92:10 (NKJV) Reflection Points What “pressing” season have you b...

Devotional Title: One Man’s Trash Sometimes I wonder why people hold on to things others would quickly toss away. A friend of mine once saved the cereal box from the first time her son ate solid food. I remember thinking,  I would’ve never even considered keeping something like that. But the truth is—we all value different things. Some people cling to physical mementos, others collect photos, and some hold their memories quietly in the corners of their minds. Lately, the older I get, the more I crave simplicity. I don’t want clutter—physically or emotionally. It actually unsettles me. My husband, on the other hand, is a collector by nature. He doesn’t always need a reason; he just gathers and holds onto things. We joke that he’s hoarding, but in truth, I believe part of it stems from a mindset rooted in fear—fear of not having enough. For me, my love of open spaces and clean lines comes from a deep faith that God will always provide. I don’t need to cling to things because I trust ...

  Unmaking My Idols Theme: Fear, Control, and Idolatry It hit me recently—I've made idols out of nearly everything. My kids. My grandkids. Fear. Money. Control. Even the distractions that keep me too busy to pray, too busy to breathe. And here’s the wild part: none of these idols are evil on their own. But I’ve given them power they were never meant to hold. I've let fear run my finances. I've let the chaos of other people’s choices determine my peace. And I’ve made decisions out of desperation, not obedience. God is slowly untangling all of that. Calling me back. Convicting me—but gently. He’s not angry. He’s just waiting for me to let go. 🕊️ Scripture Meditation: “You shall have no other gods before me.” — Exodus 20:3 Reflect: What has quietly become an idol in your life? Where do you turn first when you're stressed, afraid, or uncertain? Prayer: God, I give it all back to You. Every idol. Every fear. Every distraction that keeps me from Your presence. I don’t want a...

  Looking for a Savior Theme: Misplaced Expectations I thought love meant rescue. I thought a man could save me. That a kiss and a fairytale would fix all the years of abuse, neglect, and trauma. I wasn’t looking for a husband back then—I was looking for someone to come in, sweep me up, and make everything better. But that kind of weight isn’t meant for any human to carry. When you marry a dream, eventually you have to face the real person. And when you’ve made someone your savior, you’re setting them up to fail. That’s what I did. And when he didn’t meet my expectations, I got angry. Disappointed. Resentful. Because deep down, I had built my hope on sand instead of the Rock. I’m learning now to let God heal the little girl who wanted to be rescued. To stop expecting redemption from broken people. And to receive it straight from the One who was always there. 🕊️ Scripture Meditation: “It is better to take refuge in the Lord than to trust in man.” — Psalm 118:8 Reflect: Where have y...

  The Enemy’s Playground Theme: Justification & Toxic Cycles There’s something really twisted about how we learn to justify pain. Not just to others, but in our own heads. I spent years justifying dysfunction—calling it love, calling it loyalty, calling it “just the way things are.” But deep down, I knew better. When you live with toxic patterns long enough, you start to become what you hate. Not out of malice, but out of survival. I didn’t know how to do better back then. I didn’t know how to break cycles, only how to survive them. And the enemy had a field day in my mind, feeding me lies that said, “This is normal,” “This is your fault,” or “This is all you’ll ever have.” But God has been teaching me: survival isn’t the same as healing. Excusing trauma doesn’t redeem it. And staying silent doesn’t equal peace. 🕊️ Scripture Meditation: “The heart is deceitful above all things and desperately wicked; who can know it?” — Jeremiah 17:9 Reflect: Where have you justified dysfuncti...