A couple nights ago, I was lying under my covers, feeling down and doom scrolling through YouTube reels. I could feel depression trying to creep in, and I kept hearing the Holy Spirit say, “Fight back.”

3:00 a.m. drunken escapades in karaoke bars started to become my new normal. As a daughter of Christ, I had to ask myself, "How did I get here?".

My hoodies became my Kleenex, and I vividly remember the empty, gaping pit I felt inside my stomach when I sat on the living room floor at night, rocking myself back and forth, trying to understand, “Why?”.

Of 24 hours in a day, how much time do you devote to God?

Working hard and being obedient are essential, but your efforts do not elevate you—God does.

If you're reading this message, God has placed an order for you, His child. He's made the command that it's time for you to be delivered back to your heavenly position where you belong.