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A daily source of encouragement and inspiration to connect your heart to hope and faith.
A daily source of encouragement and inspiration to connect your heart to hope and faith.
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Not Alone After All
Bri Dunn, Daily DevotionalIt’s possible to be in a room full of thousands of people and still feel completely alone.
That’s what our friend Taylor shared with us after attending a conference. She was standing in a massive crowd, trying to hold it together, while inside she was praying, “Lord, I know I’m not physically alone, but I feel alone. I just need You to speak to me.”
Then the worship started.
Right there in the middle of that crowd, Taylor stopped trying to hold everything together. Instead of focusing on the noise around her, she quieted her heart and did what Psalm 48:9 invites us to do: she meditated on His unfailing love.
She simply let herself remember that God loved her. And in that moment, everything began to shift.
And I thought, That’s what it’s all about.
In a room full of thousands, God still sees the one.
He saw Taylor. He knew what she was carrying. And He met her right in the middle of it.
God’s presence isn’t measured by the size of the crowd. His love is personal.
Maybe you’ve been in a season where you’ve cried out, “God, I need to know You’re here.”
If that’s you, hear this today: you are never a face lost in the crowd. You are a child known and loved by the Creator.
So today, turn down the noise for a moment. Quiet your heart. Think about His unfailing love. Let the truth of who He is become louder than the loneliness you feel.
You may not have all the answers. You may not even feel different right away.
But you are seen. You are known. And you are never, ever alone.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
The Hardest Hallelujah
Daily Devotional, Heart of the Artist, Stories About SongsThere are moments when I look back and realize God was writing a deeper story than the one I thought I was living.
Several years ago, I sat down with some friends to write a song called “Let It Be a Hallelujah.” At the time, it felt like we were simply putting words to a conviction: praise isn’t reserved for the mountaintops. Praise belongs in every season.
In joy, “Hallelujah.”
In fear, “Hallelujah.”
In abundance, “Hallelujah.”
And even in suffering, “Hallelujah.”
But while we were writing the song, we received devastating news. My co-writer and dear friend, Busby, had been diagnosed with glioblastoma, an aggressive brain tumor.
Suddenly, the song wasn’t theoretical anymore.
Would I still sing hallelujah when grief walked into the room? Would I still praise God when my understanding ran out?
The answer became much more personal: All my life.
Not just the chapters I enjoy. Not just when prayers are answered the way I want. All my life.
Real praise in that moment wasn’t pretending everything was okay. It was choosing to lift my eyes toward God while my heart was breaking.
That’s what I’ve come to believe: whatever we walk through can become an opportunity to redirect our hearts and our glory back to God.
Years later, this song is still a heart check for me. Every time I step onto a stage, I have to ask myself, Why am I here?
Am I here to receive the hallelujah? To have people leave talking about my talent or my performance?
Or am I here to point to Him?
Psalm 146 reminds us, “I will praise the Lord as long as I live.” Every breath is another opportunity to give God our hallelujah.
Maybe today, your hallelujah is simply five seconds of gratitude. Maybe it’s thanking God for His faithfulness when you don’t know what comes next.
Whatever season you’re in, lift your eyes toward Him.
Because even in the hard, He is still good.
— Lauren Daigle
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
L Y R I C S
Take my life and let it be
My soul devoted Lord to Thee
Take my moments and all my days
Make them endless praise
Take my heart and let it move
In spirit and in truth
For the glory of Your name
With every breath that’s in me
With every song and melody
Let it be a hallelujah
In every breaking moment
In every blessing that You give
Let it be a hallelujah
Oh Lord, let it be a hallelujah
All my hopes and all my fears
Every trial, every tear
In the chaos, You remain
Faithful all the way
Through the victories
Through the scars
Let me echo who You are
For the glory of Your name
With every breath that’s in me
With every song and melody
Let it be a hallelujah
In every breaking moment
In every blessing that You give
Let it be a hallelujah
Oh Lord, let it be a hallelujah
Oh, let it be a hallelujah
Let it be a hallelujah
Nothing, but a hallelujah to you, God
Oh, let it be a hallelujah
All my life a hallelujah
Let it be a hallelujah to You, God
What If They’re Wrong About You?
Daily Devotional, Tammi ArenderLately, I’ve been thinking about how easy it is to let other people’s opinions define you.
Over the years, I’ve been called a flake because I’ve moved around so much. I’ve been told I talk too much and too loud. I’ve even been told I’m not a very good friend because I spend so much time focused on work, exercise, and getting enough sleep.
And sometimes criticism can help us grow. But sometimes, we start carrying labels God never intended for us to wear.
Somewhere along the way, I realized I’d been letting other people’s opinions speak louder than the voice of God.
God doesn’t call me a flake. He calls me His child.
And I didn’t earn that name. He chose to welcome me into His family.
He doesn’t define me by my mistakes, my weaknesses, or someone else’s opinion of me. He calls me His.
The loudest voice in your life will eventually become the truest one in your heart.
So the older I get, the more I realize I need to spend less time listening to what people say about me and more time listening to what God says about me. People see a snapshot. God sees the whole story.
Your identity doesn’t begin with what people say about you.
It begins with what the Father declares.
So when another label tries to stick, I’m learning to ask one simple question: Did that name come from people—or from the Father who calls me His child?
Maybe that’s a question you need to ask today, too.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT