Finding God-Sized Moments

Even When They Feel Less Than God-like

It seems when I intentionally focus on God, I can see His hand in ways that stagger the mind. Let me tell you about it.

Do you do the word of the year? I do. I’ve had seven years of practicing that routine and the Lord has done incredible things because of it.

Last year the Lord gave me three words in January: Planted, Rooted, Growing. I had no idea what 2025 would bring, but He did. Those 3 words got me excited to see how Simply Scripture was going to flourish. I envisioned huge growth and launching a much-anticipated podcast among other exciting opportunities.

Whelp…not so much.

My main platform virtually disappeared and I floundered with how to rebuild. You see, I hosted live, verse-by-verse Bible studies on a private Facebook group with over 1.6K ladies every Tuesday night. In June of 2025, Meta deleted over 200+ hours of my teaching because “we no longer store live videos for more than 30 days”

In one purple poof, my ministry imploded.

This was a God-sized moment even when it didn’t feel God-like because His ways are higher than mine.

I think we need to normalize real life messes as being sovereignly handled and tended to with great care by our Heavenly Father rather than an obstacle to avoid.

^“Beloved, do not be surprised at the fiery ordeal among you, which comes upon you for your testing, as though some strange thing were happening to you; but to the degree that you share the sufferings of Christ, keep on rejoicing, so that also at the revelation of His glory you may rejoice with exultation.” 1 Peter 4:12-13 (NASB)

Plans for podcasting got shelved as my audio engineer moved to Tennessee and caring for my husband’s parents took center stage.

Endless editing on my second book left me speechless. It was a ruthless process that caused me to question my calling and challenge my writing skills on a level I had never experienced before. (I still don’t know how to use commas.) Sigh.

Honestly, I was waiting on God for next steps for growth with Simply Scripture and wondering if this ministry was on the downward trend. My heart was in a funky place between spiritual puberty and floating in divine perimenopausal soup.

And throughout all of this, there were God-sized moments when nothing felt God-like.

My focus words for 2025 kept reminding me that God was growing something bigger and deeper than Simply Scripture.

He was planting, rooting, and growing me into the image of Christ. God was teaching me deeper truths about where God-sized moments really take place.

My relationship with Him comes first, then comes ministry.

Fast forward to August 2025, I jumped into a BSF Bible study online and went to a Writer’s Camp and God so sweetly showed me a few things.

1) If I skip daily communion with Him and go straight to the Great Commission, I’ve missed the whole point.

2) Will I be ok if God Himself is the one that does it?

3) What if growing calls for pruning?

4) What if planted means being plucked up?

5) What if rooted means drinking living water and withstanding the oncoming storm while learning to bend without breaking.

One morning I flipped over my BSF workbook and I snapped a picture of the verse because it popped out like a neon sign.

I had no way of knowing that 2026 was going to start off with so much drama and blend both 2025 and 2026 together.

Nothing is coincidence. There’s only God-sized moments where He shows off His ability to work even in the smallest mundane details.

Fast forward to January 2026 and the next round of discerning a word of the year.

He gave me the word “be still” and I gulped. My sister politely reminded me to hang on for dear life, while others looked concerned when I shared my word.

He knows what we need before we need it.

He’s making me be still in the midst of one of the most insane times of my life. Not only that, but it looks like last year’s words are melting into this year. He’s replanting, pulling up roots, and growing me.

He’s calling me to be still while He works.

Not an easy task sometimes. It required me to jump off social media and rebuild Simply Scripture from the ground up over on Substack.

Since August 31,2025 we’ve been pummeled with joys and trials. We laid to rest two beautiful parents and welcomed two adorable grand babies within 5 months. We’ve watched one kid check off his life-time bucket list via a live-stream event and sat next to our daughter and her sweet little newborn in the NICU, all on the same day. And those are just the highlights that I’m able to share publicly.

That’s what planted, rooted, growing looks like. It’ looks like bending but not breaking, rejoicing, grieving, and worshipping in the waiting. It’s allowing the rains of adversity to beat against the house while we trust our Foundation is sure.

Being still looks like letting God be God even when the circumstances feel less than God-like. It calls my heart to rejoice through tears as He takes His shears and prunes so deep it bleeds. The fruit will be worth it.

Heavenly Father, give me the strength to be still and know that You are my God and that Your name will be exalted among the nations throughout the whole earth. In Jesus’ name, amen.

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