BeautyForAshes🗽🌄

GOD IS

He met me when I had nothing.
Loved me when I didn’t care.
Loved me even more when I wandered away — sometimes out of ignorance that HE IS, other times from pain, pressure, and low self-esteem… forgetting that He gave me a seat right by the Father.

I tend to overthink everything.
And when I finally pause to count my blessings, I realize — I’ve been doing it all wrong, all along.

If I had truly counted earlier, I would’ve known that He maketh rich and adds no sorrow to it.
So why was I worried then?
Why did I overthink?
How did I sink into depression over challenges, forgetting that HE IS?

HE IS… a High Priest that understands exactly what I feel.

> “For we do not have a High Priest who is unable to understand and sympathize and have a shared feeling with our weaknesses and infirmities and liability to the assaults of temptation, but One Who has been tempted in every respect as we are, yet without sinning.”
— Hebrews 4:15 (AMPC)

Then I retrace my steps, and begin to count again — this time with clarity — I realize:
In gratitude, I receive more.
In surrender, I am made perfect.
A testament that I’m being taken care of.

He says, “I will prepare a table before you in the presence of your enemies.”
That gave me a deep understanding.

It’s a table, because He knows they’ll be many enough to gather around it.
He’s letting me know that it’s inevitable — they will gather.
But He also promised: “They will surely gather… but not by Me… and they shall fall for your sake.” Because I dwell in the secret place.

He didn’t say the enemy won’t try to push me off the cliff.
He said:
“I will give My angels charge over you, to keep you in all your ways… they will bear you up, lest you dash your foot against a stone.”

All these promises… and yet the enemy still tries to cloud my mind with anxiety, magnifying the trouble before me.
But if only I don’t forget.
If only you don’t forget.

Remember:
GOD IS.

And in this season, there’s a promise He has left for you.
That promise, is your weapon.
Find it. Hold it. Stand on it.
Because you’re not just surviving — you’re seated. You’re provided for. And He’s still writing your story

You’ll Get There — One Step at a Time

Written from the heart. For anyone who’s been wondering if they’re on the right path.

It’s been a while since I wrote something like this.

When God told me to start writing, I honestly didn’t think much of it. I started right here—blogging quietly, just pouring out my heart. Then I took that step of obedience further, sharing on Instagram and even TikTok.

It hasn’t been easy.

When you’re called to create or speak or encourage, and you’re doing it from a place of healing, it can feel like you’re walking on water—unsure if the next step will hold. But you keep walking anyway, because something in you believes.

Still, there are days.
Days when the silence feels too loud.
Days when engagement is low.
Days when the enemy whispers,
“Are you even doing the right thing?”

This post is for that moment—and for anyone living in it right now.

How You Know It’s the Holy Spirit

One thing the Holy Spirit has taught me is this: God doesn’t lead with fear.
His correction isn’t abusive. His instruction never feels like punishment.
Even when He checks you, it’s with love and clarity, not with guilt and confusion.

The voice of the Spirit always aligns with His nature:

He edifies.

He comforts.

He guides.

He brings peace.

He won’t drag you into shame.
He won’t push you with fear.
And He definitely won’t lead you to regret your obedience.

If you’ve ever wondered, “Was that God?”—measure the fruit.
Because the Spirit of God brings life. Always.

And for those who may not yet consider themselves “religious” or “Christian”—you can still recognize this. Ask yourself:

> Does this voice in my heart build me up or tear me down? Does it push me toward love, or does it trap me in fear?

The answer will always help you recognize truth.

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Be Gentle With Yourself

Today, I didn’t come to say anything complicated or deep.
I just came to tell you what the Holy Spirit told me this morning:

> Be gentle with yourself.
Take it one step at a time.
You’re not failing. You’re growing.
You’re not behind. You’re becoming.
You’re not alone. God is right there beside you.

Whatever the calling is, however small the steps feel, they matter.
Whether you’re writing, singing, parenting, building, healing, or just surviving one day at a time—you’re doing better than you think.

God is not in a rush.
He’s not mad at your pace.
He’s just walking with you, cheering you on, whispering,

> “Keep going, child. You’ll get there.”

And you will.
In His time. In His grace.
One step at a time.

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The little act of kindness.

How do you express your gratitude?

Sometimes, gratitude isn’t loud. It’s not always found in big worship moments or long thank-you prayers. Sometimes, it shows up quietly—in the little acts of kindness we offer others even while we’re still healing ourselves.

Gratitude is when you’ve known pain, but you still choose to be gentle.
Gratitude is when you’ve lacked love, but you still choose to give it.
It’s when you show up for someone, not because you have it all together, but because you remember what it felt like when no one showed up for you.
That’s the Beauty for Ashes way:
We don’t wait to be fully healed before we love.
We don’t wait to have everything before we give something.
We love from our scars.
We give from our journey.
We shine, even while we’re still rising.
Kindness becomes our thank-you to God—
A way of saying:
“I haven’t forgotten where You brought me from. And even though I’m still becoming, I’m willing to be a blessing anyway.”
So yes, gratitude is in the thank-You prayers.
But it’s also in the hug you give.
The message you send.
The softness you carry.
The peace you choose.
That’s healing. That’s worship. That’s beauty for ashes.

BeautyForAshes…

I am a very good example of someone who has been broken, made mistakes(regrettable mistakes I must say), I have felt dirty, I have felt left out and empty, my wounds were scary and irritating. And God said He is giving beauty for Ashes. I know I am not the only one who feels lost most of the time, but thank God I am better and I’ve retrieved my stolen identity back from the hands of Satan. You will get yours too. You will be confident again, You will see your beauty and value again because you are as relevant as the holy spirit says you are. He said he’ll make our wounds the weapons of warfare, the bullets and weapons the devil has sent against us to pull us down in all areas is the same weapon we’ll use to fight back. Do not hide your wounds, the scars, they’re beautiful in God’s eyes. He’s making a beautiful work of art out of it. Healing is coming, revival is coming, hope is here, peace is here.

I know it might sound cliche but this is a God movement. When I first heard the word Beauty for Ashes I was shocked. The whole concept and instruction for writing came from the holy spirit. One faithful day, this little girl was praying and The holy spirit instructed her to write. The instructions came in different ways. Books, prayers, the bible (words of knowledge). That day I laughed and cried cause how, just how do you ask someone that doesn’t know a thing about writing, to start writing? It was funny but God told me, if you had known what to do , if you have it all under control then there won’t be a need for me to come in, my presence in your life wouldn’t have been relevant. He said I’m going to put your wound out there, and show the world the beautiful art I have created it , so others can see and have confidence in the God who creates treasures. So you see, The holy spirit is always relevant, in fact He aids our ignorance. With time the instructions grew on me and I started walking in obedience of the one who sent me.

We’ve lost so much, we feel behind, but there’s a lot in store for us.

God is giving you BeautyforAshes.