Dear God,
Remove the fear that keeps me small and replace it with faith that reminds me I’m made for more.
When my Apple Music revealed to me that my song of 2025 was “We Are One,” it finally unlocked the words I’ve been looking for. This year has been a whirlwind all the way around. My heart has been through so much this year — both good and bad.
Our country has gone through more changes in this one year than I’ve ever seen thanks to the Felon in the White House — heretofore to be known as FITWH. He’s made it his business to make sure that my nieces are growing up in a country that may never treat them equally and where they’ll have fewer rights than I did.
This clown car government is run less like a ruling body and more like a reality show. If you look at the players, they’re cast less for their skill and ability and more for how good they look on camera.
The bad part is that the policies they’re enacting are making people that look like me less safe in America. In addition, all Americans are less safe around the world because, for the first time in my lifetime, everyone — our allies included — has a legitimate reason to hate us. For the record, it’s not us, it’s the FITWH who’s orchestrating the foolishness.
Meanwhile, I’m getting closer to getting my teacher certification. This is something I never saw for myself, but I’m glad God saw it for me. It’s fulfilling in a way that I never imagined and I’m thankful every day that I get to speak to the future.
However, I’m also learning that it’s more than a notion to deal with kids. We want them to go and grow and be productive members of society. That’s the goal. But no one talks about how you fall in love with them and end up carrying them in your heart forever.
When I look at the world that’s being created by the FITWH, it makes me scared for our kids and our future. And while I know that God hasn’t given us a spirit of fear, it gets harder to remember when we see what’s going on. And yes…I know that we walk by faith and not by sight, but it’s definitely easier said than done.
Finally, I lost my uncle this year. That, too, was something I wasn’t prepared for. Of course, how do you prepare to say goodbye to the one man who loved you for real? It doesn’t seem real to be in a world where he doesn’t exist. I thank God that he was able to make it to 80 and I thank God that he’s not suffering from the cancer that came quickly to steal him away from us. But him being gone will never make sense to me.
But here’s the thing - I’m not alone. Your issues may not be like mine, but we all have some sort of issues. We are truly one — whether we believe it or not. And yes…it’s a mess for sure, but I’m still hopeful. Why? Because God is ultimately in control. While I can’t see everything that’s going on, I know that He’s working things out for my good. And if it’s not good, He’s not done.
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