Dear Reader,

June 27th, 2026

A lot has happened since Sunday.

I joined the women I met at the coffee shop for Bible study, and they had been praying for me all week. I felt it. I truly did.

I believe God speaks in many different ways, but for the first time in my life, I had someone walk up to me and say, “God told me to tell you…” and what followed were things I had been privately praying about. Things nobody else could have known.

That has never happened to me before.

I’ve never had an encounter where God spoke so clearly through someone else that it was undeniable. It shook me in the best way.

To learn that Jesus is actively pursuing me—that He sees me as worth chasing—that He calls me special… there’s something so deeply healing in that. To know I am loved that much. To know maybe He has an assignment for my life bigger than my pain.

I hope one day you get to experience that too.

That moment where you know without question that God is speaking directly to you. Chasing after you. Reaching for you. The undeniable feeling of His presence.

And maybe… maybe He’s speaking to you even now through this blog.

Maybe you’ve been praying about things too, and these words are resonating in ways only God could arrange.

Like I said, a lot has happened this week. Things I’ve prayed for. Things I’ve wrestled with.

I’ve always prayed about my marriage. Sometimes those prayers weren’t good. Sometimes they came from anger, hurt, and fear. But lately, my prayers have shifted. Lately, they’ve been about restoration. About healing. About whether this marriage is meant to be saved, because deep down, I still don’t feel like it’s over.

I believe people can change.
And I believe Jesus can change people because I have changed so much.

But this week, I also learned things that hurt me deeply. Comfort was sought from a person that does not bring peace, and it stirred up pain in me. The reoccurrence of people being unfaithful. The trauma. It made me question things. It made me feel unsettled.

And then there’s the constant intimidation from other people in my life. The accusations. The twisting of truth. The daily attempts to wound me because the bitterness they feel about me walking away from them.

And I can’t help but wonder…

Is this what spiritual warfare looks like?

Is this the enemy trying to steal what God just gave me?

Because scripture says the enemy comes to steal, kill, and destroy. And right now it feels like the enemy is trying to steal the peace, clarity, and love I felt so strongly from God.

But maybe this is my reminder:

If the enemy is fighting this hard, maybe God is doing something even bigger.

And maybe my job right now is not to have all the answers…

but to keep trusting Him anyway.

Love always,

Kelsey