dear monday
We recently asked you to complete a survey for us and 600 of you were kind enough to do so. And do you know what we found? Nearly 70% of you wanted more Bible Studies! So we thought “why not gather all the Truth-chasers in one place?” And, in doing so, make your Monday morning inboxes a little bit richer?
While Bible Studies can’t be written overnight, the chewed-on-thoughts that eventually lead to them can be dropped along the way. Together, we can start a conversation. A this-is-what-I’m-thinking, what-does-that-spur-in-you dialogue to start your Monday right where you should: in God’s Word. I know the starting point. And like so many other studies I’ve written, I’m not sure where it will end up. So I’m inviting you along on this journey with me. Once a week. To walk with me step-for-glory-step.
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The secret’s out! I’m finally revealing the cover to my next book!!
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🎉 ANNOUNCING: Worthy, coming July 28, 2026!
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Now, I’m going to go cry in the corner because this is all actually happening!
When sharing our story, I’m incredibly cautious to not promise something to women that God has not specifically promised them Himself. (After losing my best friend to cancer, I’m very well aware of the stories in which God chooses not to perform the miracle inside of your body.)
So I was really unsure of what part of our story to lean into last weekend as I prepared to speak at @hannah.g.barnett. When I asked, I felt God keep saying “I’ll tell you when you get there.” Okay, God. That’s kind of a lot.
And then I met a woman inside the museum of Elvis Presley’s birthplace. And God reminded me again that, whether or not He chooses to perform that miracle inside of your body, just believing He CAN do the impossible is enough.
I didn’t intend to, but I just sort of took the entire month of January off of social media and it has ended up being the very best way to kick off this year with a chance to rest and breathe and hide from the world for a minute.
I’m also a little bit gobsmacked because I only realized in the last week that this month marks the 10-year anniversary of the first answer to our big, 10-year-long prayer.
That feels big. Really big. I don’t quite know how we got here so fast, and I don’t quite have any words for any of it. But I do know that I want to spend this entire month spotlighting that, honoring it, and piling the glory back onto God because it feels like I’ve only barely scratched the surface.
I spent the weekend with some incredible women this weekend who are all very well-acquainted with the kind of waiting sorrow I was so familiar with. I started the introduction of my first message yesterday morning with this truth and this point alone could have ended the entire conference. 😭
So, to the woman whose womb is painfully empty: I see you. I know you. I was you. Come to Jesus and drink. He will fill that emptiness in more ways than you can possibly imagine… if you let Him.
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