This morning I asked my toddler if we'd see a red cardinal today. Hours later, she and my husband burst through the door: "We saw two!" To me, those cardinals were proof God heard every whispered prayer. Yesterday I wrote that nobody's coming to save you. Today taught me something gentler—sometimes the mountain doesn't move, but faith still grows. Maybe today was never about moving the mountain. Maybe it was about strengthening the one climbing it.

The World Cup taught me something I didn't expect. When Croatia's last-minute goal got overturned, the celebration vanished in an instant—and it reminded me how often life feels exactly like that. Sometimes we finally get the answer we've been praying for, and then it changes. Here's what I've learned about how to deal with disappointment when a closed door isn't actually the end of your story. Keep your heart open. Your story isn't over. ❤️

On December 31st, 2025, I promised the universe 365 days of writing. My website counter didn't work—we think it missed mobile views. Zero readers, it claimed. Yet emails arrived from Australia, Sweden, Ohio. My husband became my proof: "I read it, I promise!" When we start anything, we have no guarantee it will work. But faith in uncertainty asks us to keep moving anyway. What are you building in the darkness, trusting it will matter in the light?