Before everything began to change, life was not dramatic on the outside—but it was heavy on the inside.My husband and I were struggling financially. Each day felt like something we had to get through rather than something we could truly live. We did what many people do—we survived. We woke up, handled responsibilities, worried quietly, and tried to stay strong. That became our “normal.”
At that time, I saw myself mostly as someone enduring life. A wife trying to support her husband. A mother trying to hold the family together. A woman doing her best, yet carrying a quiet fear about the future. Purpose felt distant. Faith existed, but it was not yet personal or alive in my daily life.
What we were tolerating then was uncertainty, pressure, and exhaustion. We accepted financial stress and emotional heaviness as part of life. We suppressed our deeper questions and simply kept moving forward because we did not know another way.
Yet beneath the surface, something was longing to awaken.
There was a quiet dissatisfaction in my heart—an unspoken desire for meaning, for peace, for something steady that money, effort, or planning could not provide. I did not know how to name it then, but my soul was searching.
Everything began to shift when my husband and I signed up for a Bible study.
Through reading the Bible and learning more about Jesus, something deep happened inside me. I realized that Jesus suffered because of my sin—not in a distant or abstract way, but personally. That realization broke my heart open. I cried and cried. It was not only sorrow—it was awakening.
In Bible study, we also learned about quiet time—being still with Jesus, listening, praying, and walking with Him daily. That was the beginning of our journey. We met Jesus not just as a concept, but as our Savior.
Life did not suddenly become easy. In fact, every moment was still hard. But something had changed. We were no longer walking alone.
Each day, we looked up to God. We trusted Him one day at a time. And slowly, we began to see miracles—not always loud or dramatic, but real. God worked in our finances, our relationships, and especially within our family. He restored time we thought was lost. He healed wounds we did not know how to heal ourselves.
My husband and I were changed. Our values shifted. Our priorities softened and strengthened at the same time. We began to admire God’s ways and desired to live differently—not perfectly, but faithfully. We wanted to teach our children not just how to survive life, but how to walk with God.
Looking back now, I can see that what felt like our ordinary world was actually the place where God was preparing us. What we once accepted as “normal” was never meant to stay that way. God was quietly inviting us into something more.
This was before the transformation.
Before the clarity.
Before the calling became visible.
But it was exactly where our journey with God truly began.
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