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There are some wins that only you and God understand the magnitude of. In those moments, remember that an achievement doesn’t need to be noticed, acknowledged or celebrated by others to be valid and deeply significant.
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When I was Muslim, the Quran told me Pharaoh’s own wife rescued and raised baby Moses. Surah 28:9.
Then I read Exodus. It’s not the wife. It’s Pharaoh’s DAUGHTER who comes to bathe at the Nile, finds the basket, and adopts him. Exodus 2:5-10.
Small detail? Watch this.
It’s in the Dead Sea Scrolls pre-dating Christ, John, and Mary who all use Scriptures according to the Quran. (Surah 66:12, 19:12).
The New Testament, written 1,500 years after Exodus, independently confirms it:
“Pharaoh’s DAUGHTER adopted him and brought him up as her own son.” Acts 7:21.
So the Bible says “daughter” in the Old Testament and “daughter” in the New — two authors, fifteen centuries apart, in perfect agreement.
The Quran says “wife.”
This is the whole corruption test in one detail. Who raised Moses is a fixed fact. The Bible locks it in place across a thousand years. The retelling swapped it.
And Moses — drawn UP out of the water to save his people — was a shadow. Israel would pass THROUGH those same waters to be saved. 1 Corinthians 10:1-2.
Baby drawn out of death-water to become a deliverer.
That’s a sketch of the One drawn up out of the grave to deliver us all.
The Bible kept the details straight because every detail was a prophecy.
Praise the Lord!
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You know what shook me when I was Muslim?
The story of Hosea. God tells a prophet to marry a woman He knows will betray him.
She does. She runs to other men. She ends up enslaved, sold, used up, worthless to the world.
And God tells Hosea to go BUY HER BACK.
To pay money for his own wife who cheated on him, and love her again. Hosea 3.
I thought it was the most humiliating command in the Bible. Why would any man do that?
Then I realized I was the wife.
I gave my heart to everything but God. I chased other masters. I sold myself cheap. I made myself worthless.
And God looked at me, the betrayer, and didn’t say “you’re not worth it.”
He said, “Name the price. I’m buying her back.”
That’s the Gospel. God doesn’t wait for the unfaithful to come crawling back clean.
He pays to redeem them while they’re still dirty.
Islam told me to make myself worthy of God.
Hosea showed me a God who pays to redeem the unworthy.
The cross was Him naming the price.
Praise the Lord.
We don’t minister what we know. We minister who we are. It’s a spiritual transaction. We leave an imprint on the souls receptive to us.
If you know you’re not in right standing with God, please don’t try to speak on His behalf. Take time. Get in alignment. The pulpit can wait.
If you’re someone who withdraws during hard times & re-emerges when things are lighter, you have to understand that the people in your life may struggle to adjust to your ebb & flows, especially when you don’t communicate them. They may not be ready to re-engage just bc you are.
God frequently responds to our emotions. See Hagar. See Hannah. Let’s stop pitting emotions against the word of God.
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Remember it’s ‘love your neighbour as yourself’ not love your neighbour instead of yourself.
Meet yourself with that same compassion and tenderness you so quickly give others. Silence the inner-critic.
Expand your capacity to tolerate goodness without self-sabotaging. You don’t have to wait for the other shoe to drop. Breathe in, breathe out. Enjoy it here.
Be careful of the ways you limit your own joy. ✨
Trauma rewires the brain.
And so does love and connection; acceptance and belonging. These are reparative experiences.
Even though the hurt happened within relationships, please know that the healing happens within them too.
I pray you’ll learn to stop resisting the person you desire to become; the person you’re praying to become. May self-sabotage no longer have the final say. May you accept who you were predestined to be.
Stop fighting you. Make peace with you.
There’s an aspect of grief that is so lonely. No one can journey it for you. And whilst people can come alongside you, it’s you that has to feel the feelings, it’s you that goes through the stages.
So if you are grieving today, here’s a reminder to be kind to you…
Friendship betrayal is a devastating thing. But I’ll always be thankful for the ways God highlights that someone is not for me.
Are you much of an overthinker? If you are, I hope this helps.
Here’s a clip from an IG Live I did earlier this week. Full vid here: instagram.com/tv/CpC5fxToIQd…
Let go of the need to share your side of the story...
to people who don’t care.
May you find the peace to not have to control the narrative around you. Because you can’t. 🤎

