Jesus cares. About the big stuff, about the small stuff. About all of it.

I am so thankful to God for giving me the patience to persevere in what He has called me to do, and for giving me a dream and then fulfilling it.

It felt like a plan that only God could have orchestrated

He gave me those personal blessings that were especially for me.

We know without a doubt that it was God healing her.

I was fragile, and honestly the best way I could describe it is a bit like a broken tile.

I’ve been conscious over the past year of God’s faithfulness and provision and his peace.

An issue that I deemed self-solvable and honestly, too mundane for God to be interested in, and His hearing me and guiding me directly to the solution so quickly.

I prayed in confidence (not expecting much) that I could somehow get a big discount or even get it for free.

God is powerful, amazing and The only One in whom we can seek refuge.

I am no longer ashamed. I am His. And I will spend my life helping others know they are never too far gone.

God answered the bigger prayer: provision. The timing wasn’t what we expected, but His faithfulness showed up above and beyond what we asked. 

We learned in a big way last year that joy and grief can co-exist.

I felt hopeless after many failed attempts.

I started to pray in 2020 that God would provide a church community that I could call home, and would be a stable place that I could consistently come back to.

I was praying for healing and clear direction in a specific area of my life.

The testimony is my faithfulness. He has been with me every step of the way. 

I decided to commit it to prayer. The phrase in my head was 'learn to pray this through'.

I have been in hospital ever since, and after 27 surgeries and 53 blood transfusions and too many illnesses to name, I’m finally going home

The difference? I specifically asked someone on the Alpha team I was part of to pray for my interview the night before.