Hi there! If you're new here, welcome to my home. I love to write, and it’s been years since I created a free WordPress site. By God’s favor and richness, He connected me to people who design beautiful websites. It’s been about a month since I last wrote here. I just turned twenty-eight this fifth of June, and I’m deeply grateful for all the years God has molded me. Some days are painful; life can be cruel, and the world feels like it’s getting worse—but I choose to believe life is still beautiful. It’s beautiful when you know the presence of the Lord is with you. He won’t forsake you nor leave you.
Growing up with a prayerful mom, I came to know Christ at a young age. But my faith was idealistic, I thought God was someone you could call on when chaos came, someone who always said yes to prayers, who would shield me from pain and hardship. “In Jesus’ Name” felt like a magic phrase to make all fear go away. Now that I’m in my late twenties, I still can’t quite define my relationship with the Lord. There were many nights I missed my quiet time. I forgot to pray when I was too tired, and I didn’t read the Bible when anxiety overwhelmed me. But even in all that, I hold onto this deep assurance: God is still watching over me and refining my faith in a way I couldn't dare imagine.
My writings have gone beyond my own heart—they were once my silent prayers as a feeble young woman. Now, I simply pray that God breathes life into them continually so they can remind others that Jesus is a Safe Haven. As someone who grew up in a chaotic home, all I longed for was to feel safe, to know the fights would stop, to be seen and not ignored, to have someone protect me when I was scared. That’s when I discovered that Jesus didn’t just die to save me from hell; He came to sit with me in places that felt like hell. When all I wanted to do was cry in silence, there He was, sitting with me, listening to every frustration. Jesus is the Safe Haven when everything is loud, when life is blurry, when nothing makes sense.
And I wonder how you met Jesus?
We all meet Jesus in different places just like the people in the Bible.
Some met Him by the sea, doing their everyday work like the fishermen.
Some heard Him in the synagogue, desperately needing healing.
Some sat on the mountainside, listening to His words like a healing balm.
Some climbed a tree, just hoping to see Him.
Some met Him by a tomb, a well, a wedding, or a temple.
How beautiful it is to know that Jesus can meet us wherever we are.
Today, I read Matthew 15:21–28. There, a woman, someone who didn't even belong to the “chosen people” desperately wanted an encounter. She might’ve felt embarrassed, even unworthy, to share how she met Jesus.
She was shouting from the crowd: “Lord, Son of David, have mercy on me! My daughter is suffering terribly from demon-possession.”
But Jesus did not answer a word.
So the disciples urged Him to send her away. Still, she kept crying.
And Jesus finally answered, “I was sent only to the lost sheep of Israel.”
It may sound harsh, even dismissive but don’t miss what’s happening.
She was a Canaanite woman, a Gentile. In Mark 7:24–30, she’s described as a Greek, a Syrophoenician by race. Jesus had not come to the Gentile regions for ministry, yet His fame had reached across borders.
Still, this woman didn’t let status or culture stop her. She knelt before Him and said, “Lord, help me.”
He replied, “It is not right to take the children’s bread and toss it to their dogs.” She said, “Yes, Lord, but even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from their master’s table.” And Jesus said, “Woman, you have great faith. Your request is granted.” Her daughter was healed that very hour.
In Mark’s version, it says she went home and found her child lying peacefully in bed, the demon was gone.
Imagine that.
She was only asking for a crumb, and even in her desperation, she never stopped believing. Her story reminds me that Jesus meets us even when we feel unworthy or ignored. He listens to desperate cries, honors persistent faith, and gives hope to those who dare to keep seeking. Wherever you are today, no matter how desperate or broken, know this: Jesus can meet you right there. And sometimes, even a crumb of His presence is enough to change everything. Jesus can still meet you today!
Goodnight, journal buddies! I miss writing here!
References:
- Matthew 15:21–28, The Faith of the Canaanite Woman
- Mark 7:24–30, The Faith of a Syro-Phoenician Woman
