Say yes

In the quiet whispers of my heart, I heard God's call, beckoning me to say "yes Lord" amidst the chaos of life's changes. The loss of my precious children shattered me, and the journey to rebuild seemed insurmountable. But through it all, God's unwavering faithfulness remained my cornerstone.

As I slowly regained my footing, I felt His gentle hand molding me, reshaping areas within me I didn't know existed. The moment I wholeheartedly said "yes" to the Lord, a seismic shift occurred. His presence infused the air around me, transforming the very atmosphere I breathed.

The ache in my heart remained, a constant reminder of the void, yet God's fingerprints became evident in every facet of life. The choice to say "yes" was bound to my reverence for the Lord and the flourishing of my soul. This flourishing rippled across to others, as well as a profound guarding of the heart that birthed change.

The act of saying "yes" isn't a solitary endeavor; it intertwines with fearing the Lord and embracing our identity in Christ. Through this partnership, a newfound self-assuredness sprouted, empowering me to confront challenges head-on. Fear could not confine someone who knew their purpose and the call God had bestowed.

Radical obedience became my creed, a truth epitomized in the scriptures, "Obedience is better than sacrifice." Surrendering control and yielding to God's sovereign plan became a beacon of hope. Since the loss of my children, my perspective shifted to focus even more on eternal values, as the distractions of yesteryears lost their grip.

I'm convinced that as we step forth with unwavering resolve, no matter the outcome, breakthroughs await those who embrace the Lord's path. Triumphs and victories on the horizon beckon those who hold fast to obedience. My earnest prayer resonates with the hope that you too will answer "yes" to God, stepping into His beautifully orchestrated plan for your life.

May your journey be marked by radical obedience, unwavering faith, and a resounding "yes" that echoes across time.

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