It wasn’t the lamp that was the problem, it was the oil. May we be found waiting with anticipation, carrying more than enough oil in our lamps.

I’ve been to the mountaintop. I’ve experienced growth, achievement, healing, moments where it felt like I had finally arrived. The view was beautiful. The air felt clear. I could see how far God had brought me. Yet something inside me still felt unfinished. Because elevation without God is only height, not purpose. You can climb every mountain life offers and still feel empty when God is not at the center. Success cannot sustain the soul. Accomplishment cannot replace His pre

What I love about sunsets is how they show God’s love. They’re a daily reminder of just how loving He is. No matter what the day has held, God still paints the sky. He still slows the world down. He still gives us something beautiful to witness. The sunset doesn’t solve everything, but it reminds me of what’s true: I am never alone. And as the sun slips away, I always carry this with me, His love doesn’t leave with it. It stays. Thank You, Jesus.

Oh thank You, Lord. My word for the year was joy and along the way, my heart kept singing, “More Than This.” I’d sing to God, “I’ll give You more than this. Not just a little. Not just part of me.” I learned what it meant to truly surrender, even when I didn’t understand. Jesus healed my heart, and that’s something I will forever be grateful for. I had no idea what this year was going to be about but now I can clearly see God’s hand all over it. I remember sitting on the step