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When the waves of anxiety rise and the winds of uncertainty blow, I have to ask myself—am I steering this ship, or am I letting the Captain lead?
There comes a time when you’re no longer called to bridge the gap—but to become the place where peace resides. Not by your own strength, but by carrying the Light of Christ. You’re not the flame—you’re the torchbearer. Your peace points to Him. Your stillness reflects His strength. And your light? It invites others to rise—not to you, but to Him.
What most see as a dangerous weed, I’ve come to see as a sacred gift. A single bull thistle growing near my beehive is meeting seven of my health needs—naturally, beautifully, and purposefully. This is a story about divine provision hidden in unexpected places.