Two Roads: One Choice

Happy New Year.

It’s hard to believe that a year ago I started this blog. Looking back now, I can honestly say that 2025 was one of the most transformative years of my life, carrying some of the greatest lessons I've ever learned

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It brought a new community of women I didn’t know I needed.

It removed people and things I once clung to.

It strengthened my faith in ways I didn’t even realize were missing.

But more than anything, it taught me the power of choice.

When I began writing again, it was during a season of forgiveness — a season of obedience. God was asking me to trust Him with parts of my story that felt sacred, protected, and deeply personal. Through that process, I learned something simple but costly: the only thing truly sacred is obedience to Jesus — even with the parts of our lives we hold onto the tightest.

For the first three days of 2026, I did a water-only fast. While it was physically cleansing, it was spiritually clarifying. The noise quieted. The distractions faded. I could hear the Holy Spirit clearly.

During that fast, I felt God open my heart to hosting a virtual women’s Bible study for our church — and more specifically, that it needed to be centered on the theme of forgiveness. I began revisiting books and recommendations, and my sister sent me "The Bait of Satan" by John Bevere. By chapter four, I stopped and messaged her: I’m so glad I didn’t read this years ago.

Because now, I understand.

I know what it’s like to hear God say Forgive — and choose not to.

I know what it’s like to live in offense and call it protection.

And I know what it’s like to finally obey when obedience feels impossible.

Yesterday, that obedience came full circle.

Yesterday, my dad attended my mother-in-law’s church.

That sentence still feels surreal to write.

He lives twenty minutes from her, yet they had never met. For years, their lives existed in completely separate worlds — connected only through me and a history marked by pain, distance, and unresolved hurt.

Over Christmas, I shared something simple with my mother-in-law. I told her I wished my dad had someone local who would sit with him and pray for him. I didn’t ask her to do anything — I just said it out loud.

And in her obedience to Jesus, she acted.

She reached out to someone at her church. That person connected her with a woman who, for the past two weeks, has been visiting my dad — praying with him, encouraging him, and yesterday, taking him to church.

Only God could do this.

The enemy could never orchestrate something so redemptive, so precise, so full of life. Only Jesus can take a story marked by bitterness and rewrite it into something beautiful. Only God can move hearts, align people, and restore what once felt impossible.

As I stood in my closet yesterday, organizing shelves and folding clothes, tears filled my eyes — not from grief, but from overwhelming gratitude. Because I could see it clearly: one act of obedience opened the door to a completely different road.

My dad is in church .

Community is forming around him.

My mother-in-law will be blessed because she obeyed.

My family is experiencing healing that once felt unreachable.

And it all started with a choice.

The road of disobedience was slowly leading to death — to bitterness, isolation, and bondage disguised as self-protection. But the road of obedience, though painful and unfamiliar, is giving life.

I know how hard forgiveness is. I know what it feels like to forgive someone who hurt you, betrayed you, offended you, or walked out of your life. I truly understand. But I also know this: the enemy wants nothing more than for you to stay there — stuck, weighed down, and bound.

Because obedience to God brings freedom

.And freedom in Jesus changes everything.

Forgiveness lifts the weight of anger.

It loosens the grip of shame.

It opens the door to transformation — not just for you, but for everyone connected to your life.

If this resonates with you, if forgiveness feels impossible right now, I encourage you to lean in. Walk the journey. Choose obedience. Trust Jesus with the part of your story you’ve been protecting the most.

Because on the other side of obedience is life.

A different road.

A rewritten story.

Obedience isn’t easy.

It was never meant to be.

But it will set you free.

My Prayer

Jesus,

Give me the courage to obey You even when it’s hard. When Your voice calls me to forgive, to let go, or to take a step I don’t want to take, help me trust

You more than my fear or pain. Lead me away from the road that steals life and onto the path that brings freedom. I choose obedience, believing You will redeem what I place in Your hands.

Amen

January 11, 2026