A Heart Drawn to Jesus: Getting Closer Behind Closed Doors

Truly, this is a room prepared, a heart restored.
Truly, this is a room prepared, a heart restored.
Not rushing His leading, not longing to skip ahead into the future or hurry toward heaven—perhaps that’s why He gives us another day, another chance: to slow down, to grow gently, and to slowly discover how truly good God is.
When the rhythm of life grows too loud for your tambourine to keep up, may you hear God’s quiet song again. Your life is a blessing.
There are many seasons in our walk with God: seasons of fire and seasons of faint light. Sometimes prayer feels like breathing, and sometimes it feels like a struggle. But maybe prayer is less about perfect consistency and more about honest return.
Sometimes all it takes is a conversation, a prayer, or a shared tear to remind us again that yes—God is still kind, God is still good, and God cares.
Yet as August ends, I still think it is a good life. Not perfect, but good.
Life was never meant to be sustained solely by what our hands can accomplish or our minds can imagine.
The fact that I am a woman does not make me a different kind of Christian, but the fact that I am a Christian makes me a different kind of woman.—Elisabeth Elliot
So maybe it’s okay to rest, to stop striving so hard because His grace reaches even the places where disgrace has stayed far too long.
I believe that when God’s will and Word take the driver’s seat in our lives, our emotions and desires are finally free to follow — safely, clearly, and without regret.