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Let Wonder Wash Over You

Psalms 93:4 – “Mightier than the thunders of many waters, mightier than the waves of the sea, the Lord on high is mighty!”

It is funny how some moments live forever in your bones.

When I was young, Caney Lake felt like home. My grandfather’s porch overlooked it, and we spent slow, golden hours there watching birds soar and listening to old gospel songs crackle through his radio. We did not say much. We did not need to. The water did the talking.

But it wasn’t until years later that I realized how much I’d missed.

It was Independence Day, and we piled onto my great-uncle’s pontoon to watch fireworks from the lake. As the boat drifted into open water, the sky burst into a thousand colors, but my eyes kept drifting to the water below—how far it stretched, how deep it ran. The lake I thought I knew was bigger than I ever imagined.

That night, I understood I had always admired the surface—the sun dancing on the water, the reflections of the trees—but I’d never stopped to consider the depths. Floating above that mystery, I felt breathtakingly small.

Wonder washed over me, and I realized I was looking at something that went far beyond my understanding. It was a glimpse of something holy, a gentle reminder that I was part of a story much bigger than myself.

That feeling never left me. It reminded me that creation itself is a love letter from its Maker. Every leaf, every wave, every sunrise—each one points back to the God who formed it into being. But it’s so easy to just focus on the surface (our schedules, our worries, our comforts) and miss the wonder that’s all around us.

That night taught me creation is more than just a backdrop to our lives. It’s an open invitation to pause, to breathe, and to let wonder stir our hearts to gratitude. I want to be the kind of person who sees the fingerprints of God in the everyday, who lets wonder guide me back to the Creator who holds it all together.

Maybe you need that too. Maybe we all do—to trade the safe shoreline for the deep places where wonder can find us again.

July 1, 2025/by David Hall

The Gift of Being Different

Daily Devotional, Sarah Hall

Deuteronomy 14:2 — “You have been set apart as holy to the Lord your God, and he has chosen you from all the nations of the earth to be his own special treasure.”

Growing up, I always knew I was different.

From family to classmates at school, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I just didn’t fit in. It felt like everyone else had some critical ingredient I was missing. Kids my age raised their hands, answered questions, laughed out loud like they belonged there.

For the longest time, I thought something was wrong with me. I was timid, more introverted, and often wondered if anyone even noticed me. That feeling of invisibility started to shape how I saw myself. I developed low self-esteem and bent over backward trying to please people.

But one day, one of those classmates invited me to go to church with her. I didn’t have a good reason to say no, so I went, nervous and unsure. That’s where I first heard about Jesus—how He came for people like me. The misfits, the quiet ones, and the ones who don’t know where they belong.

He came for me, and He loved me enough to give His life for me.

That felt like sunlight cracking through a storm cloud. For the first time, I felt truly seen and known.

But I wish I could say the insecurities vanished overnight. They didn’t. I carried them into high school, college, and early adulthood.

Then one Sunday, a pastor said something that caught me off guard. He said, “You are different.” My heart sank, but he went on: “God made you that way—on purpose, for a purpose.”

I sat up straighter. For the first time, I thought: maybe I wasn’t defective after all. Maybe I was designed by a loving God who had a plan for my life—and maybe my differences were actually gifts.

Later, I found it in Scripture—Deuteronomy 14:2. God sets us apart, chooses us, and calls us His special treasure. That’s not just poetic. That’s personal.

That’s when I started to see it and embrace it. I was handpicked by God, different, and made with a purpose only I could fulfill.

And maybe you need that reminder, too. Maybe you’ve spent too long thinking your differences disqualify you. But the truth is: God doesn’t make mistakes. He made you different on purpose, for a purpose—so you could bring something only you can bring to His family.

Don’t let the world’s lies define you. Let Jesus reintroduce you to the you He made—a masterpiece, a treasure. The real, set-apart you.

June 30, 2025/by Sarah Hall

Prayer that Changes Everything

Daily Devotional, Heart of the Artist, Stories About Songs

James 5:16 — “The prayer of a righteous person has great power as it is working.”

I had to put my phone down. Not out of discipline or digital detox—I just couldn’t stomach what I was seeing anymore.

I was sitting backstage between shows on the Hits Deep tour with TobyMac, but then I read about the horrific school shooting in Nashville at The Covenant School. Three children. Three adults. A place that should’ve been safe. My chest felt heavy, the kind of weight that steals your breath without asking.

The headlines alone were gutting, but it was the comment section that knocked the wind out of me.

“Thoughts and prayers,” someone had written, emojis dripping sarcasm.

“Oh great, that’ll fix everything.” said another.

My chest tightened. Did people really think prayer was useless?

I thought of my mama. I had caught her more times than I could count bent at the edge of her bed whispering prayers. I knew those prayers had carried me through every heartache and sleepless night, and, without her, I would not even know Jesus.

Grief and gratitude tangled inside me. The tragedy was real, the loss unimaginable. But those memories of Mama’s prayers were a good reminder. If God had moved mountains before, He would do it again.

Backstage before the next show, I closed my eyes and prayed—hard—for the grieving families, for the kids who’d never come home, for a cynical world that had forgotten how to hope.

And that’s when the song started to form in my mind. I carried it with me all the next day, humming it under my breath. That night, I picked up my guitar and wrote the song Somebody Prayed.

Friend, if you know Jesus, it’s because somebody prayed for you. Maybe it was your grandma on a creaky porch swing or a friend on their knees. Don’t underestimate what those prayers can do.

Let’s be the ones who hold up the hurting in a world that’s lost its way. Let’s believe—together—that prayer isn’t a cliché or a last resort. It’s the one thing that can change the world, one desperate, hope-filled cry at a time.

— David Crowder

LYRICS:
Somebody Prayed
Every night there by your bed
You fold your hands and bow your head
Throwing out another prayer in faith
When you wonder if He’s hearing you
Look at me I’m living proof
I’m only right where I am today
Because somebody prayed

So I hit my knees
Cause I’ve seen all heaven move
(Don’t matter if you hit rock bottom,
My God pick you up when you call Him)
I pray, Father please
Cause I’ve seen what He can do
(Don’t matter if the storm cloud coming,
My God come through when you call Him)
These hands have no power
But there ain’t an hour He don’t come through
That’s why when mountains move I say
Looks like somebody prayed

For the child of God that’s far from home
The one who thinks they’re too far gone
I’m throwing out another prayer in faith
Worn out altars, tear stained pews
Still I won’t give up on you
I believe that anything can change
When somebody prays

I’ve seen miracles come from feeble words
I’ve seen hospital rooms turned into cathedrals
And I’ve seen freedom come to the prisoner
You can’t tell me that prayer don’t work

Every night there by your bed
When you fold your hands and bow your head
Not a single word you’ve ever said in vain
Cause He hears everything

June 29, 2025/by David Hall