Living in the Fullness of the Spirit

After finishing a corporate prayer session, I felt the need to linger in God’s presence, seeking personal time with the Lord. I was caught between sleep and prayer—my body weary, yet my spirit pressing on in fervent intercession. Somewhere in that moment, I drifted off, only to wake suddenly with a clear, undeniable instruction: Read Romans 8.

I’ve read this passage countless times, often drawing strength from various verses. Yet today felt different. It was as if the Holy Spirit was reminding me—not just of who I am, but of what I carry. So I read it again and again, letting its truth settle in my spirit.

To walk this journey of faith fully and faithfully, I must grasp the reality that I am far more powerful than I’ve imagined—not in arrogance, but in humility before God. Romans 8 reminds me that the same Spirit who raised Jesus from the dead dwells within me (verse 11). Pause and let that truth sink in. The weight of it. The magnitude.

And here’s the identity the enemy fears we will discover: the moment you recognize the power of the Holy Spirit within you, the enemy knows he is in trouble.

My desire should be to yield completely to the Holy Spirit, to be led by Him. For it is His guidance that enables me to please God. I am no longer ruled by my flesh. I am free. And so are you.

Beloved, take the time to immerse yourself in this chapter. Even if you’ve read it before, let it speak to you anew. You are stronger than you realize—more powerful than you know—if only you will surrender completely to the Spirit’s leading. Step aside, let Him work, and watch Him turn you into a wonder.

Shalom 🙏🏼

Iamsosasmama ❤️

Adaline, the Tulip: A Lesson in Speaking Life

Hey dear readers, meet Adaline—her name means “Noble” in German. Funny how I would name a flower, right? I know. My family is used to it by now; they’ve seen me name inanimate objects and even catch me chatting with them sometimes. I’m that lady who can have a conversation with anyone and anything—no shame in that, lol.

But let me slow down my rant and give you some context. On Tuesday morning, while my husband and I were outside getting some work done, my son decided that one of my tulips—standing beautifully in the garden—deserved closer admiration. And so, he plucked it.

Naturally, I was slightly upset. My wonderful child has a habit of appreciating my plants a little too up-close! So, I placed the tulip in a vase and let it sit on the dining table. Day by day, I watched this single flower bloom, revealing all she was made of.

Then, on Thursday morning, as I sat down for breakfast with my husband, we found ourselves speaking words of admiration over the tulip. That was when I asked my daughter to give her a name. And so, Adaline was born.

Later that day, after laughing together over my husband’s healthy joke about our newly named flower, I came back downstairs and saw something remarkable—Adaline had opened even more, looking even more stunning than she did that morning.

Now, I know what you’re thinking—what’s with the rant? Get to the lesson already. But I promise you, this is important. Let this moment be a reminder that there is power in your words. Speak life.

“Life and death are in the power of the tongue.” – Proverbs 18:21

I love how God continues to remind me of this truth through the seemingly small things—the moments that most people might overlook. He speaks in everything, if we’re mindful enough to notice.

Whatever situation you’re facing right now, speak life. Speak about what you envision. Watch how things turn around.

All my other tulips are thriving outside, but witnessing how this single one responds to spoken words—it’s something only God could orchestrate.

I hope this blesses you as much as it has me.

Have a beautiful day. Speak life!

Shalom 🙏🏼

Iamsosasmama ❤️

Easter: A moment of reflection

If you are a YouVersion Bible app user like me and follow the daily scripture, then today’s verse might resonate with you:
“There is no greater love than to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.” — John 15:13

During my quiet time, I found myself asking God to renew my understanding of this verse. I prayed that the Holy Spirit would bring fresh insight, deepening my appreciation for Jesus’ sacrifice. May we never grow too familiar with God’s love but instead remain hungry for more of Him—Amen.

Another part of today’s devotion invited a prayer for selfless love, and of course, I prayed for that. In response, God showed me a vision—one that brought unexpected revelation. I saw myself with a friend from my past, someone I had always believed I was at peace with. Yet my own actions in that vision revealed otherwise. My hesitation in reaching out wasn’t from unresolved hurt, but from uncertainty about how they would respond.

I told the Lord that I had no means of contacting this person, as they had cut me off. And in that moment, I knew—my role wasn’t to reconnect, but to simply pray for them. So, I did. And I felt peace. Even without reaching out, I could still love selflessly through prayer.

I encourage you, dear reader, to take a moment of reflection—for that is the heart of this season. Be honest with yourself when Abba shines light on your own areas of challenge, and ask Him for the strength to show selfless love to those who need it today.

May you and your loved ones have a Happy Easter.

Shalom 🙏🏼

Iamsosasmama ❤️