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Today I’m sharing a conversation filled with hope.

Not the kind of hope that ignores reality —
but the kind that is born inside it.

Arosha and Shanel walked through cancer, surgery, a coma, and months of uncertainty… and what moved me most was not only what they survived, but who they became in the middle of it.

As we spoke, I kept sensing this quiet reminder:
God doesn’t only meet us after the miracle.
He meets us in the waiting, in the unknown, and He carries life there.

This conversation is a testimony of healing —
but even more, it’s a testimony of presence, love, and resurrection life that still breathes today.

If you’re in a season that feels heavy…
if you’re praying for healing, clarity, or strength…
this episode is for you.

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☕️ Grateful for story.
Grateful for hope.
Grateful for a God who still brings life.

Personal Reflection — Trust & the Unknown

I’ve been sitting with trusting God for the past few weeks.
Again and again, one word keeps rising to the surface: safety.

Today I learned the Hebrew word for trust — בָּטַח (batach).
It doesn’t just mean to believe…
It means to feel secure, to be confident enough to rest,
to lean without bracing for impact.

And then Holy Spirit said something I did not expect.

“Mart-Marie, the unknown is keeping you safe.”

Because when you know — really know —
you want to move.
You want to act.
You want to fix, plan, decide.

Knowing pulls us into motion.
Not into rest.

But the unknown keeps us in the flow of heaven,
unbound from control,
unhooked from natural timelines.

The unknown protects us from striving.

And then the invitation came, softly:

“Learn to be.”
“You are safe in My mysteries.”
“In the hidden places.”

Today I’m choosing to trust —
not by understanding,
but by resting.
Safe in what is not yet revealed.

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Personal Reflection — Fear & Time

Fear shows up.
Almost always.

For me, right now, it looks like the fear of not having enough time.

Time is something I struggle to understand.
And strangely, it keeps leading me back into God’s presence —
over and over again.

Today I was sitting with something big.
And I felt fear creeping into my body —
the tightening in my chest,
the shallow breath,
the subtle urgency rising.

And then Holy Spirit reminded me of something I know so well:

Fear comes when, in that moment,
I’ve forgotten who God is.

Not forgotten Him —
but forgotten His character in that thought,
that situation,
that place.

Calling to Him.
Calling out who He is —
Faithful. Present. Eternal. Good.

That is what drives out fear.

Not answers.
Not control.
But remembrance.

Today, I remember again.



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Personal Reflection —
Christ Loves the Church

I was praying and meditating about my future marriage
when a familiar Scripture surfaced in my heart:

“…just as Christ loved the church.”
— Ephesians 5

And suddenly it stopped me.

Whoa.
Christ loves the church.

Isn’t that something we seem to forget these days?

My mind immediately goes to images —
old stone towers,
mega charismatic gatherings,
small house churches,
even online spaces held together by hunger and screens.

But then a deeper question rose within me:

What is the church that Jesus loves?

Not a building.
Not a brand.
Not a style or expression.

The word Scripture uses is ekklesia —
the called-out ones.

Not called out away from the world,
but called into Him.
Into His life.
Into His presence.
Into one another.

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Before there were structures,
before there were movements or models,
there was a people gathered around Presence.

The church Jesus loves
is His body.
His dwelling place.
His bride.

Formed by love, not performance.
Held together by presence, not agreement.

He doesn’t love the church because she is flawless.
He loves her because she is His.

And as I sat with that, something in me softened.

The word church can carry weight —
memories, disappointments, expectations.
But ekklesia speaks of something gentler.

Ekklesia is not first a place you attend.
It is a belonging you receive.

Belonging, I’m learning,
is not about fitting in.
It’s about being held.

Held in love.
Held in truth.
Held even in our becoming.

I don’t have to perform my way into the body.
I don’t have to be finished to belong.
I don’t have to agree on everything to be included.

The church Jesus loves
is not perfect —
but she is present.

And perhaps that is the invitation again today:
to see what He sees.
To love what He loves.
To belong before we understand.
To gather before we organise.

And to remember — quietly, reverently —
Christ loves the church.



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