Following Jesus Ruined My LIfe
If you belong to Jesus, then everything belongs to Him: your time, your body, your words, your social media posts, your dreams, your wisdom, your motherhood, your marriage, your intellect, your gifting, your influence.
If you belong to Jesus, then everything belongs to Him: your time, your body, your words, your social media posts, your dreams, your wisdom, your motherhood, your marriage, your intellect, your gifting, your influence.
There’s a sobering reality in the church today: many women are trying to build lives of faith on foundations that Christ never laid.
I was the woman full of works and empty of truth. I wanted to help and serve and support and cheer—but all the while, I was dragging around secret sins, refusing to crucify them, justifying them because “I’m doing so much good.”
Your husband’s conditional love—based on performance or perfection—is not the measure of your worth or spiritual progress.
I blurted out with conviction, “I think God should want for me what I want for myself.”
Where are my enemies? Nobody’s stalking me. No one's trying to kill me. No one is banging down my door to drag me away because I follow Jesus. Am I missing something?
There was a time when women instinctively understood how to make a home work on a single income. They didn’t see living off of their husband's income as a limitation—but as a calling.
Let the world scoff. Let the feminists fume. God’s Word is not bound by social trends. Homemaking is not something you should do if you “can afford it.”It is something you should do because God commands it.
You certainly can’t withhold obedience to God just because your husband failed to live up to your expectations. That’s not how marriage works in the kingdom of God.
Legalism isn't just for pastors or theologians. It creeps into women’s hearts in the quiet places and we say things like “I’ve learned so much about submission—God must be pleased with me now."
So the question for us as Christian women, especially young wives, is this:
God didn’t come to partner with your plans. He came to rule your life.He’s not your cheerleader—He’s your King.
Ever had an interaction with your child that made you want to explode? I mean really explode—the kind where you can feel your pulse in your ears, and your mouth is ready to deliver a monologue that may scar more than it solves?
The Bible does not present the devil as a harmless metaphor or spooky bedtime story. No, he is a very real enemy—and yet, he is a defeated one, operating only under the sovereign permission of Almighty God.