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Just Ask!

You ever been in one of those situations where you didn’t have the slightest idea what to do? Like standing in the middle of the grocery store, staring at 47 different kinds of peanut butter, wondering if creamy or crunchy is the right choice for the meaning of life?

James 1:5 says, “If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach, and it will be given to him.” In other words, God ain’t stingy with wisdom. He’s not sitting up there, rubbing His hands together, saying, “Well, let’s see if they can figure this one out on their own.” No, He’s ready and willing to pour it out—you just have to ask.

Problem is, we often don’t ask. We try to Google our way through life, phone a friend, or just fake it and hope nobody notices we’re lost. But real wisdom—the kind that won’t steer you wrong—comes from God. And the good news? He doesn’t roll His eyes or shake His head when we come to Him for the hundredth time. He just says, “Here, take all you need.”

So next time you’re stuck, whether it’s a big life decision or just trying to pick the right peanut butter, don’t stress. Just ask. God’s got more wisdom than we’ve got problems, and He’s more than happy to share.

Back On Track!

Jonah 1:17 says, “Now the Lord had prepared a great fish to swallow up Jonah. And Jonah was in the belly of the fish three days and three nights.”

Now, let’s be honest—if getting swallowed by a fish isn’t a wake-up call, I don’t know what is. Jonah thought he could outrun God. He booked himself a one-way ticket in the opposite direction, but God had other plans. And when Jonah found himself in the belly of that fish, he had plenty of time to think about his life choices.

Ever felt like that? Like life swallowed you whole and left you sitting in the dark, wondering how you got there? Sometimes, our storms and struggles aren’t just bad luck—they’re God’s way of getting our attention. See, God didn’t send that fish to punish Jonah. He sent it to save him. Because sometimes, rock bottom—or in Jonah’s case, fish belly bottom—is exactly where we need to be to finally listen.

If you’re feeling stuck today, remember this—God hasn’t abandoned you. He’s just giving you time to get your heart right. Jonah got spit out on dry land with a new purpose, and so can you. Your struggle isn’t your end; it’s just part of the journey.

 So, trust God, even in the belly of your troubles. He knows exactly where you need to be—and He knows how to get you back on track.

Battling With An Old Friend!

There’s a quiet power in the way the forest stands through every season. The mighty oak does not curse the winter wind, nor does the river refuse to flow when the storm darkens the sky. They endure, not because they do not feel the strain, but because they know—deep down—that seasons change, the wind shifts, and the sun will rise again.

This past week, I found myself walking through a deep and familiar valley. Depression, that old and unwelcome companion, settled in beside me. It didn’t make sense—life, in so many ways, is good right now. And yet, there it was, heavy as ever.

Then I traced it back, not to some great sorrow or burden, but to something as small as a few drops of prednisone in my eye. Amazing, isn’t it? How something so small can shift the way we see, not just with our eyes, but with our hearts?

Depression is like that. Sometimes, it comes with banners waving, announced by grief or exhaustion. Other times, it slips in unnoticed, hidden in the quiet changes of life—our bodies, our routines, the very air around us. And when it comes, it does not ask permission. It does not care how bright the sun is shining.

But here’s the truth: just as the night gives way to dawn, the soul finds its way back to light. The first step is to recognize the shadow, to name it, to remind ourselves that we are not lost—we are simply passing through.

So if you find yourself in the darkness, don’t fear it. Don’t fight it alone. Stand firm like the tree, flow like the river. Reach out, breathe deep, and remember—this is not the end of your story. The light is still there, even when you can’t see it. And soon enough, you will feel its warmth again.

-MJHarvell