I’ve been failing the test lately, with the weight of the world pressing down until it felt like water closing over my head. But God was determined to remind me of the survival manual He left us for times exactly like these. Through a stranger’s words on X, my mother’s “ghost,” and a chain of events that only make sense if He lined every single one up, God showed me how to stop carrying the wrong weight… and how to shift into the one posture that actually changes everything: counting it all joy.
Twin Tree Project 