Redirection Not Rejection

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Psalm 16:7 — I will bless the Lord who guides me; even at night my heart instructs me.

Rejection hurts, doesn’t it?

Yeah, you know, I had been applying for full-time jobs when I moved home to Louisiana. And I was standing in my kitchen one morning and heard my phone ping. When I checked it, I saw these nine words.

“We’re sorry, we’ve decided to move in another direction.”

Oh that stung. It was a job I knew I was qualified for and confident I could do well. But there I was staring at my phone like a door had just slammed in my face.

Rejection makes you question everything. Your timing, your worth. Was I really called to move back home?

But I sat down and breathed. I let myself feel the sting because pretending it doesn’t hurt doesn’t help. Somewhere between that breath and my second sip of coffee, I started to sense God quietly steadying my heart.”

Though man had rejected me, God was redirecting me with love.

Scripture doesn’t promise approval from every hiring committee or affirmation from every inbox. But it does promise guidance. The Lord gives counsel, and even in the quiet of the night, the heart can be instructed and steadied by Him.

I realized something important: the steps that felt like setbacks were still steps. And they’re still ordered by God. He has a hope and a future planned for me, and He knows what He is doing.

So if you’re holding one of those emails today, maybe take a breath before you delete it. Let the hurt be honest, but don’t let it write the ending. Remember that you’re not behind. You’re not forgotten. And you’re not walking alone.

Because closed doors don’t cancel your calling; they sometimes clarify it.

 

A MOMENT TO REFLECT

  • Have you experienced a recent rejection that left you questioning your direction or worth?
  • How do you typically respond when something doesn’t go the way you hoped?
  • Can you remember a time when a “closed door” actually led to something better?
  • What might it look like for you to trust that God is guiding you—even when the path doesn’t make sense?
  • How can you create space to listen for God’s quiet direction in your life this week?
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The Hardest Person to Forgive

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Ephesians 1:7 — In Him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of our trespasses, according to the riches of his grace 

Forgiveness.

Is it harder to forgive others… or yourself?

Especially when you’ve done something you can’t seem to justify—something that doesn’t match who you thought you were.

I’ve always seen myself as a good friend. Loyal. The kind of person who shows up with a casserole and stays late to help clean up.

Not a backstabber.

But if I’m honest, there’s a moment in my life that didn’t look like that at all.

It started with a job posting.

It was a great opportunity—good pay, solid position. But I wasn’t even that interested… until a friend told me she wanted it. And suddenly, I did too.

Human nature is tricky like that.

So I applied. And I didn’t tell her.

People do this all the time, I told myself. We’re both qualified. No harm in trying.

But the moment I got the interview call, something shifted.

My stomach dropped.

What kind of friend am I?

Deep down, I knew—I would probably get the job.

So I turned it down.

I told the employer they didn’t need me. They needed her.

And they hired her.

Praise God.

But even after that, the guilt stuck around.

So I went to my friend and told her everything. She was hurt—and rightfully so. But I owned it. I asked for forgiveness.

And over time, she gave it.

The harder part came later.

Forgiving myself.

What I had to come to terms with was this: I had already repented. And because of that, Christ had already extended mercy.

In Him, I already had redemption.

My debt was paid in full. My sin forgiven—not because I earned it, but because His grace is rich.

Not thin. Not hesitant. Not running out.

Rich.

And forgiving myself didn’t mean pretending it never happened.

It meant agreeing with God that it’s already been covered.

I’ll mess up again. I know that now.

But I also know this:

I don’t have to carry my failures longer than God does.

So I’m done rehearsing the guilt.

I’m going to keep showing up—with the casserole.

Maybe there’s something you’re still holding against yourself.

Something you’ve already confessed. Something God has already forgiven.

You don’t have to excuse it. You don’t have to erase it.

But you can set it down.

Because grace has already covered it.

And sometimes, the last person who needs to forgive you…

is you.

 

A MOMENT TO REFLECT

  • Is it harder for you to forgive others or yourself? Why?
  • What’s something you may still be holding against yourself that God has already forgiven?
  • What does it mean to you that God’s grace is “rich” and not limited?
  • How can you begin to agree with God instead of your guilt?
  • What would it look like to “set it down” this week?
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When Enough is Enough

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Matthew 6:19-21 — Don’t store up treasures here on earth, where moths eat them and rust destroys them, and where thieves break in and steal. Store your treasures in heaven, where moths and rust cannot destroy, and thieves do not break in and steal. Wherever your treasure is, there the desires of your heart will also be. 

The check was bigger than anything Rich Mullins ever expected to see with his name on it.

Songs he had written—honest, raw, deeply about God—were being picked up by labels. Christian radio was playing them. Other artists were recording them. Royalties were coming in steadily now.

By every standard, he was doing well.

But Rich felt uneasy about it.

This was the late ’80s and ’90s. He could have upgraded his life without anyone questioning it. A bigger house. A nicer car. More comfort. Most people would have called that wisdom.

Instead, Rich asked a different question:

How much is enough?

He believed money was a tool, and he didn’t want it quietly reshaping his heart. Jesus had warned that where our treasure is, our hearts will follow—and Rich didn’t want his heart buried in things that could be lost, stolen, or worn away.

So he did something almost unheard of.

He asked his record label to cap his income at what he called a “working man’s salary.” Just enough to live on. Everything beyond that, he gave away to charities and ministries serving people in need.

There were no announcements. No campaigns built around his name.

He kept writing. He kept touring. But money stopped being the thing he chased—or feared. His life became simpler, lighter. And his generosity made clear what he valued most.

Rich Mullins didn’t live a long life. He died in 1997 at just 41 years old. But he lived a clear one. His songs still point people to God today. And his choices still challenge the assumption that more is always better.

Jesus said, “Wherever your treasure is, there the desires of your heart will also be.”

What we do with what we have reveals what we love most.

True generosity isn’t about having excess. It’s about deciding what really matters. Defining “enough” keeps money in its proper place and keeps our hearts anchored somewhere that doesn’t fade.

So today, consider what God has placed in your hands. Use it well. And let generosity shape a life that stores up treasure in the only place it lasts—heaven.

 

A MOMENT TO REFLECT

  • When you think about your resources, what feels like “enough” to you?
  • How do Jesus’ words about treasure challenge the way you think about money or success?
  • In what ways can generosity help keep your heart focused on eternal things?
  • What is one practical way you could use what you’ve been given to bless someone else this week?
  • Where do your choices reveal that your heart’s treasure really is?

SOMETIMES BY STEP

BY RICH MULLINS

Sometimes the night was beautiful
Sometimes the sky was so far away
Sometimes it seemed to stoop so close
You could touch it but your heart would break
Sometimes the morning came too soon
Sometimes the day could be so hot
There was so much work left to do
But so much You’d already done

O God, You are my God
And I will ever praise You
O God, You are my God
And I will ever praise You
And I will seek You in the morning
And I will learn to walk in Your ways
And step by step You’ll lead me
And I will follow You all of my days

Sometimes I think of Abraham
How one star he saw had been lit for me
He was a stranger in this land
And I am that, no less than he
And on this road to righteousness
Sometimes the climb can be so steep
I may falter in my steps
But never beyond Your reach

O God, You are my God
And I will ever praise You
O God, You are my God
And I will ever praise You

I will seek You in the morning
And I will learn to walk in Your ways
And step-by-step You’ll lead me
And I will follow You all of my days

And I will follow You all of my days
And I will follow You all of my days

And step by step You’ll lead me
And I will follow You all of my days
And I will follow You all of my days
(Sometimes the night was beautiful)
And I will follow You all of my days
(Sometimes the night . . .)
(Sometimes the night was beautiful)
And I will follow You all of my days
(. . . Was beautiful)
(Sometimes the night was beautiful)
And I will follow You all of my days
(So beautiful)
And I will follow You all of my days
And I will follow You all of my days

And I will follow You all of my days
(O God, you are my God)
And I will follow You all of my days
And I will follow You all of my days
(Sometimes the night was beautiful)
And I will follow You all of my days

And I will follow You all of my days

Songwriters: David Strasser / Richard W. Mullins

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One Song of Hope

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Psalm 55:17 — Morning, noon, and night I cry out in my distress, and the Lord hears my voice.

The room feels too quiet after the call ends.

John stands there with the phone still in his hand, like the words were spoken in a language he doesn’t understand. Then he sits on the edge of the bed, because standing suddenly feels like too much. An hour ago, his future made sense. Now the love of his life is gone.

He’s a veteran. He knows darkness. He knows how to keep moving when things get hard. But this… this breakup… it feels like free fall.

Things he learned long ago to bury begin rising up. He survived so much by locking memories away. You don’t feel too much. You move forward.

But that’s impossible tonight.

He doesn’t want to die. He just doesn’t know how to keep living without her. That tension presses against his chest. He leans forward, elbows on his knees, staring at the floor, trying not to give up—though he’s not even sure what “not giving up” means anymore.

He tells himself to get up, to do something, but his body won’t listen.

And then, soft as a whisper, a thought comes:

Turn on the radio.

In the darkness, John reaches over and turns the dial. Music fills the room—gentle, steady. Words about God being near. About holding on. About light that doesn’t abandon him.

John doesn’t sing. He doesn’t move. He just stays.

The noise inside him quiets enough to breathe. Nothing is fixed. Nothing is solved. By morning, the grief is still there. The road ahead is still unclear.

But he is still here.

Somewhere in the lyrics, something breaks through. Not a solution. Not a plan. Just a reminder: God loves him, and He meets us where we are—even in the dark.

“Morning, noon, and night I cry out in my distress, and the Lord hears my voice.”

God wasn’t waiting for perfect prayers. He was listening through the long night. Through the silence. He was listening to a man sitting on the edge of the bed with nothing left to offer.

If you’re there right now—worn down, overwhelmed, just trying to make it through—there is grace for staying. You don’t have to fix everything tonight. You don’t need the right words.

God hears you. Even now.

Let Him fill the silence. Let the night pass. Morning knows how to find you. And His voice can carry you—one song at a time.

A MOMENT TO REFLECT

  • Where do you feel like you’re just “staying” right now instead of thriving?
  • What emotions have you been trying to bury that may need to be brought honestly before God?
  • How does it change things to know God hears you—even when you don’t have the words?
  • What small step (like turning on the radio) could help you breathe tonight?
  • When have you experienced God meeting you quietly in a dark season before?
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Hooked on the Wrong Things

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1 Corinthians 10:13 — No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to man. God is faithful, and he will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation he will also provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it.

My coffee’s gone cold by the time Leslie’s text lights up my phone.

Leslie isn’t one to send fluff. When she reaches out, you pay attention. This time she writes, “I prayed for you this morning. I prayed whatever shiny bait the enemy dangles in front of you, that God would clip his line and he’d lose his lure.”

I laugh because it’s so Leslie. So Southern. So exactly what I needed.

Because in my life, fishing makes sense.

I grew up around it — early mornings, dew on the grass, the smell of bait that never quite washes off. I’d watch a bobber like it was the most important thing in the world. And if the fish don’t bite? You don’t blame the fish. You switch the bait.

The enemy fishes the same way — and he’s been doing it a long time. He’s skilled and persistent. If one lure doesn’t work, he just swaps it out for something shinier. Something more distracting. Something designed to pull my eyes off what really matters.

And I’ve chased a few of those shiny things myself. Nothing catastrophic or headline-worthy. Just distractions that sparkle more than they satisfy. Things God never really wanted for me.

That’s the trick. The lure isn’t dangerous because it’s irresistible — it’s dangerous because it wastes time. While I stare at the wrong things, I miss the good stuff God is actually placing right in front of me.

Scripture reminds us of something steady and grounding. 1 Corinthians 10:13 says, “No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind. And God is faithful; He will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, He will also provide a way out so that you can endure it.”

The temptation isn’t unique. The struggle isn’t proof you’re failing. And the lure isn’t stronger than God.

There is always a way out.

Sometimes the escape looks like walking away.
Sometimes it looks like deleting the app.
Sometimes it looks like not replying.
Sometimes it looks like simply waiting long enough for the shine to wear off.

God is faithful. Not distant. Not distracted. Faithful.

So when something glittery pulls at your attention — something that promises quick relief or easy satisfaction — pause. Ask yourself if it’s nourishment or just noise.

Let the wrong line get clipped.

Turn toward what lasts. Turn toward the steady, nourishing goodness of God that truly satisfies. Let go of every shiny distraction that was never meant for you in the first place.

He is faithful. And He always provides a way through.

 

A MOMENT TO REFLECT

  • What “shiny bait” has been competing for your attention lately — something that looks appealing but may not lead where you truly want to go?
  • When you feel tempted or distracted, what does your usual response look like? Do you react quickly, or do you pause long enough to notice the way of escape?
  • How have you seen God provide a way out in the past — even if it wasn’t obvious at first?
  • What practical step could you take today to “clip the line” on something that keeps pulling you away from what matters most?
  • How might trusting God’s faithfulness change the way you face temptation this week?
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Full Circle Encouragement

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Proverbs 11:25 — A generous person will prosper; whoever refreshes others will be refreshed.

Some days, advice comes out of my mouth a whole lot easier than it is to hear it.

Yeah, recently I was encouraging someone. We were having a long conversation over coffee, and I meant every word I said.

“God’s got you. Don’t settle. Don’t rush it. Wait for His best.”

Then I went home, sat down at my computer to get some work done. The internet was slow so I was left staring straight into that spinning blue circle of death.

You know the one. That little wheel that just goes round and round making no progress like it’s got all the time in the world. And wouldn’t you know, that’s exactly what my life felt like in that moment. Waiting on a breakthrough. Waiting on God’s timing. Waiting on something—anything—to move forward.

That’s when the temptation creeps in.

“Maybe I’ll just settle.

“Maybe this is close enough.

“Maybe waiting is overrated.”

Which is funny, considering what I just told my friend.

Then, out of nowhere, my phone buzzed.

A message popped up from another friend, and I had to laugh—out loud—because there it was. Nearly word for word.

“Don’t settle. God’s got you. Hold out for His best.”

And then it hit me: sometimes God brings encouragement full circle. We all get discouraged at times, and the very seeds of encouragement we sow into other’s lives, God uses them to comfort us.

Scripture puts it plain as day. Proverbs 11:25 says, “A generous person will prosper; whoever refreshes others will be refreshed.” And sometimes that generosity isn’t money — it’s encouragement. It’s truth spoken at the right time. It’s hope offered when someone else is tired. And God promises that what we pour out, He pours back in.

The blue circle on my screen was still spinning. The situation hadn’t magically resolved. But something in me had settled—not into compromise, but into trust. I took a deep breath. I remembered what I already knew. God wastes nothing. Not words. Not waiting. Not even the sermons we preach to ourselves and forget five minutes later.

So if today feels like you’re stuck in that waiting place—watching life buffer while everyone else seems to move on—hear this gently. The kindness you’ve shown. The prayers you’ve prayed. The hope you’ve spoken out loud when you didn’t feel it yourself… none of it is lost.

It may come back to you in a text. Or a conversation. Or a quiet reminder right when you need it most.

And when it does, maybe you’ll smile too—realizing you didn’t need a new sermon after all.

You just needed to take your own good advice to heart.

 

A MOMENT TO REFLECT

  • When was the last time you encouraged someone with words you needed to hear yourself?
  • Where in your life are you tempted to “settle” instead of trusting God’s timing?
  • Proverbs 11:25 promises that those who refresh others will themselves be refreshed. How have you experienced that truth personally?
  • What seeds of encouragement have you planted recently — and how might God be using them in ways you cannot yet see?
  • If you took your own best advice to heart today, what would change?
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The Call I Was Afraid to Make

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Romans 12:16 — Live in harmony with each other. Don’t be too proud to enjoy the company of ordinary people. And don’t think you know it all!

I hadn’t said his name out loud in months.

Life kept rolling—work, errands, small talk—but every time his name came up, I skipped it like a song that hurt too much to hear.

I hated the state of where we were. So I did what I knew to do.

I prayed.

Every day, I laid it at Jesus’ feet, asking God to fix what felt beyond repair. And prayer was the right thing to do. But deep down, I knew something else too—action mattered. Some responsibility was still in my court. Praying felt faithful… but acting felt terrifying.

I couldn’t pick up the phone.

In fact, I blocked him.

I told myself it was for peace. For space. But if I’m honest, it was fear dressed up as wisdom. Blocking him kept me safe—from hearing something I didn’t want to hear, from having to be wrong, from having to be humble.

Months passed like that.

Then a mutual friend called. She mentioned his name, and I couldn’t hold back the tears. She didn’t scold me. She just looked at me and said gently, “Tammy… this can’t keep going. Y’all need to talk.”

She was right.

So I unblocked the number.

And I called him.

He didn’t answer. No script. No backup plan.

Five minutes later, my phone rang.

It was him.

There wasn’t a debate. We didn’t replay every detail. But we both said the hardest, holiest words:

“I’m sorry.”

Not because everything was instantly resolved. Not because we suddenly agreed. But because the relationship mattered more than being right. And humility spoke louder than a thousand arguments.

It reminded me of Romans 12:16: “Live in harmony with each other… Don’t be too proud… and don’t think you know it all.”

Harmony doesn’t mean sameness. It doesn’t mean pretending nothing happened. It means choosing humility over pride. It means laying down the need to win so love has room to breathe.

Maybe there’s a name you’ve avoided. A conversation you’ve postponed.

The smallest surrender can open the widest door.

You don’t have to fix everything today. But loosening your grip on being right? That’s often where Jesus does His best work.

 

A MOMENT TO REFLECT

  • Is there a relationship in your life where pride has quietly built a wall?
  • What might humility look like for you in that situation?
  • How does Romans 12:16 challenge your instinct to protect yourself or prove your point?
  • What is one small, courageous step you could take toward harmony this week?
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Life Beyond Likes

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Philippians 4:8 — And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise.

My phone used to sit quietly on the counter, minding its own business.

These days, it buzzes like it’s got something urgent to say every five minutes. And somewhere along the way, I started believing it.

I noticed it one morning when I reached for my phone before I reached for the coffee pot—which, in my house, is saying something. I didn’t mean to let social media take up so much space in my life. It just sort of happened.

One post here. A quick scroll there. Before I knew it, I was posting every day. I was half-convinced that if I didn’t show up online, my life didn’t really count for anything. Like my purpose and relevance had a login and a password.

I’d post something sweet or thoughtful, but then check back later. I’d think, “Did she like it? Did he see it? Why did that one get more attention than this one?”

It’s amazing how quickly you can turn a good thing meant to connect people into something negative that measures your worth like that.

Now, everyone around me handles social media differently. I’ve got friends who post three or four times a day. Bless them, they’ve got the stamina. But I have other friends who are okay disappearing for weeks at a time. And one friend who walked away from social media completely. She just decided life was better without the pressure.

Meanwhile, I’m over here pouring out so much effort and time to keep up appearances. It was all so I could feel better about myself. Now I am aware of it, and no, I haven’t delete all of my accounts, but I am choosing to get honest with myself about how much I allow social media and the opinions of others to affect my self-esteem.

Just like Philippians 4:8 says, “Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.”

That verse doesn’t tell me to throw my phone in the ditch. No, it tells me to aim my mind on better things. To notice what’s shaping me. To ask whether my thoughts are being fed by comparison, approval, and noise—or by truth, goodness, and peace.

So I’m learning to post less out of insecurity and more out of intention. I’m learning to scroll slower and to look up more. To let God remind me—again and again—where my real worth comes from.

Maybe today is a good time to pause and ask the same question. What’s been shaping your thoughts lately? And what might change if you gently let God realign your focus toward what actually gives life?

 

A MOMENT TO REFLECT

  • What do you tend to reach for first when you have a quiet moment—and what does that reveal about what’s shaping your thoughts?
  • Have you noticed ways comparison or the opinions of others have influenced how you see your worth?
  • Which of the qualities listed in Philippians 4:8 (true, noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable) do you want to focus on more intentionally this week?
  • What is one small change you could make to create more space for life-giving thoughts and less noise?
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When Dreams Feel Too Big

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Mark 9:23 — “What do you mean, If I can’?” Jesus asked. “Anything is possible if a person believes.”

So I’m sitting with a notebook open—blank pages staring back—trying to make sense of a future that suddenly feels unknown.

I know change is coming. I can feel it in my bones. But if you ask me what the next step is, I’ll probably just shrug and take another sip of coffee. Though I’m not leaving radio or TV, God has been nudging me toward something new.

Something that smells like butter and sugar and feels like home.

A bakery. Cookie decorating. Teaching classes. All things food.

Which makes sense if you know me. Around here in Louisiana, food isn’t just fuel—it’s family. It’s how we celebrate, how we grieve, how we show love without having to get all emotional about it. Feeding people is stitched into our DNA, and somewhere along the way, God stitched it into mine too.

The trouble is, once I say the dream out loud, reality sets in.

I don’t have the money yet or the place. I don’t even have a business plan written in this notebook yet. And fear is really quick to point that out. Fear wants receipts. It wants proof. It wants a color-coded plan and a safety net underneath.

But then there’s this verse that won’t leave me alone. Mark 9:23: “Everything is possible for one who believes.” Now, it doesn’t say everything is easy. Not everything is instant. But it is possible.

That word settles something in me.

Faith, I’m learning, doesn’t wait until the whole map is laid out on the table. Faith takes the next step with what it’s got and trusts God with what it doesn’t. If He’s the One who planted this dream, then He’s not confused about the details. He is already working in places I can’t see yet.

So, I start small.

I pray. I scribble ideas in the margins. I jot down class names and cookie designs and half-baked thoughts that might turn into something later.

And wouldn’t you know it—my confidence starts to grow. It grows because I’m choosing to believe that the same God who gave the dream is willing to walk me through the process. One step. One yes. One open notebook at a time.

Maybe you’ve got a page like this too. A dream that feels unfinished. Too big. Too unclear.

If so, maybe today isn’t about having all the answers. Maybe it’s just about taking the next small step and trusting that everything is possible when God is the One doing the nudging.

You don’t need the whole plan. You just need to believe enough to move.

 

A MOMENT TO REFLECT

  • Is there a dream or idea God has been nudging you toward that you’ve been afraid to name out loud?
  • What fears show up when you think about taking the next step?
  • What does “starting small” look like for you right now?
  • How might belief grow if you took action before having all the answers?
  • What would it look like to trust that God is already working in places you can’t see yet?
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Love Has No Expiration Date

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Ephesians 3:20-21 — Now all glory to God, who is able, through His mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think. Glory to Him in the church and in Christ Jesus through all generations forever and ever! Amen.

I did not notice it at first, the habit I was forming. It felt harmless. Normal. I checked my phone while I waited for the coffee to brew, then again a few minutes later.

There on my screen I saw a friend who just graduated, earning a new title. Someone else had traveled somewhere pretty. Somebody younger than me just started some big, meaningful, and impressive business. Another just finished running a marathon.

And there it is—that pinch in my chest that says, “Well, Tammi… look at your life.”

At this point in my life, I’m closer to the tomb than the womb. That’s just math. And it has a way of making me ask uncomfortable questions, like what I’ve actually done with all the years God handed me.

That’s my bad habit, playing the comparison game.

And sometimes it really gets to me. I start measuring my life against everybody else’s highlight reels. That never goes well. I catch myself staring at a browser tab that might as well be titled “Why Not Me.”

I tell myself it’s probably too late to make a difference now. That the best I’ve got to offer has already been spent.

Then something small usually interrupts my spiral. It’s usually something ordinary. A friend thanks me for listening when no one else had time. A neighbor mentions that one meal I cooked for them and how it blessed them on a day they were barely holding it together. Things I had already forgotten about were invaluable for someone else.

I had forgotten that God is working in me and had done more through my life than I even knew. Ephesians 3:20–21 says, “Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen.”

Somehow, God isn’t limited by my timeline the way I am. He’s still working with what I’ve got—right here, right now—using small, faithful things to do more than I could ever dream. Apparently, He has been doing this a long time.

So I closed that “Why Not Me” tab.

I open my planner instead. The real one. And I write down something simple: Do one thing today for somebody else.

Turns out, dreams don’t have expiration dates. Neither does kindness. So let’s stop comparing ourselves. Whether we’re baking or blessing, mentoring or mending, there’s always someone who could use what you can give. Maybe today it’s a phone call or a note or a meal made with a little extra butter. Maybe it’s just showing up when it would be easier not to.

And maybe that’s how God will do more in your life than you could ever ask or imagine— by living for Him one ordinary, heartfelt moment at a time.

 

A MOMENT TO REFLECT

  • Where do you find yourself comparing your life to others most often?
  • How has comparison shaped the way you view your own story or purpose?
  • Can you name a small moment when God used something ordinary you did to bless someone else?
  • What does it look like for you to trust that God is still working—right here, right now?
  • What is one simple act of faithfulness or kindness you could choose today instead of comparison?
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