Knowing Him Daily

15.April.2026

A year ago I made a decision to start, and I want to be honest with you, it was anything but quiet. I argued. I wrestled. I told God I did not feel qualified, did not feel equipped, did not feel like I had that kind of voice, and I was a month away from graduating Bible college. I did not want to do it. And yet His prompting would not let me go. In the end I did what I have been writing about all week; I surrendered, I submitted, and I chose obedience over comfort. And He did exactly what He promised. He equipped what He called me to do, showed up in every word I did not feel capable of writing, and proved once again that His strength is most visible in the places where ours runs out.

And here we are, one year later!

I want to be honest with you about something else. Not everything I have written over this past year came from a place of having it all figured out. Some of it came from a nudge I did not fully understand until the words were already on the page. Some of it came from a stirring that woke me up or would not let me rest until I sat down and wrote. I do not call these teachings because that feels too formal for what they really are. They are sharing moments, Spirit led, imperfect, and offered with an open hand in the hope that someone somewhere needed exactly what was being poured out.

Maybe that someone was you. Maybe you found one of these posts on a hard day and something in it met you right where you were. If that happened, that was not me. That was Him, using a willing vessel and a keyboard to reach across whatever distance existed between your need and His answer.

That is what this whole year has been about.

Passion Week, the devotional series, the quiet posts in between, all of it has been an act of obedience first and an offering second. And what I have discovered in the process is that the writing has been doing something in me as much as it has hopefully done something in you. Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks, Matthew 12:34, and what He pours in has a way of finding its way out when you stay willing. Philippians 2:13 reminds us that it is God who works in you both to will and to do for His good pleasure. None of this was ever just mine to begin with.

I am so honored that God would entrust something like this to me and then give me the strength, energy, and ability to follow through. I know it was Him in me, but I had to be obedient, and I realize that. The writing was His. The words were His. The willing vessel was the only part I brought to the table.

Bringing what is hidden to light has a way of healing the one holding the light too.

So thank you. Thank you for reading, for coming back, for leaving a comment when something landed, and for being the reason this page has a purpose beyond my own quiet time with Him. If you have never connected, the comment section is always open and I would love to hear from you.

But before I close this out I want to circle back to the most important thing I could ever say on this page or any other. More important than any series, any post, any word I have ever written. The decision to make Jesus the Lord of your life is the single most important decision you will ever make. It is the one that will make or break your eternity. Please allow me to encourage you in this.

If you have never made that decision, or if you have wandered and are ready to come home, say this out loud right now:

Dear Heavenly Father, thank You for sending Jesus to die on the cross just for me. I admit that I have sinned, and I repent. I ask You to forgive me. I believe that He died and rose again. Right now, I make Him the Lord of my life. My sins are washed away, my past is forgiven, and my future is bright. Fill me with Your Holy Spirit. Thank You for saving me. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Welcome home. You are now part of the family of God. Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path, Psalm 119:105, and that light is now yours to walk in.

Here is to year two, whatever He pours in, whatever He allows to come out, and whoever is waiting on the other side of it.

Make today count and see you tomorrow.