REST IN THE STORM

REST IN THE STORM

I’ve lived through storms that rattled the walls of my house, and storms that rattled the walls of my heart. Some were loud enough for the neighbors to hear. Some were silent enough that no one knew they were happening except me and God. But every storm left a question sitting heavy inside me,

“Will I ever find peace… or am I meant to live anxious forever?”

If you’ve ever asked that question, I want you to know you’re not alone. And you’re not broken. You’re just human. A human who’s walked through things you didn’t choose and carried weights you were never meant to hold. And maybe, like me, you learned to smile on the outside while your insides were trembling. Maybe you learned to adapt, shrink, stay quiet, stay agreeable, stay the “easy one,” because the alternative felt too dangerous.

But peace isn’t found in pretending,

It’s found in naming your storm.

Naming the Storm You’ve Been Carrying

I remember slipping out my bedroom window as a little girl, crawling onto the trampoline in the backyard, staring up at the same stars God placed for Abraham, David, and anyone who’s ever felt small. I’d whisper,

“Someday my life won’t be like this.”

At the time, I thought I was just wishing. But now I see it so differently, I was crying out to God. I was handing Him my storm long before I even knew the word surrender.

The truth is this,

1.You can’t surrender what you won’t acknowledge.

2.You can’t heal what you won’t name.

3.You can’t invite Jesus into a mess you keep pretending isn’t there.

Maybe your storm is fear.
Maybe it’s dysfunction.
Maybe it’s something no one else sees… but you feel in your bones.

Take a breath.
Be honest.
Name it.
Not to be dramatic, but to be free.

Stepping Out of False Labels

People have labeled me since the moment I stepped onto a television screen. “Too much.” “Not enough.” “Drama.” “Black sheep.” You can be smiling, serving, loving, trying, and still end up wearing names that never belonged to you in the first place.

But here’s the shift that healed me on the deepest level,

People label,
Jesus names.

And His names don’t shift with someone else’s mood.

He calls you, Redeemed, Chosen, Loved, Mine.

Identity received will always beat identity achieved.

When you know who names you, you stop performing. You stop panic-pleasing. You stop twisting yourself into whatever shape keeps the peace for the moment. You start standing in the truth of who God says you are.

Hold up every lie you’ve ever believed, and let Jesus overwrite it.

Fear Isn’t Strong, It Just Sounds Loud

Fear told me to stay quiet. Fear told me to earn love. Fear told me to tiptoe through life. Fear policed my emotions and exhausted my soul.

But fear is fragile.

The moment you expose fear to love, it cracks. God didn’t give you a spirit of fear, He gave you power, love, and a sound mind

(2 Timothy 1:7).

Your hands might shake. Your voice might wobble. Your heart might race. But you can still choose courage while you’re trembling.

Courage isn’t the absence of fear,

Courage is handing your fear to Jesus and taking the next step anyway.

Learning the Holiness of Boundaries

When the curtain pulled back in my story, “perfect” dissolved. Truth revealed how much I had tolerated in the name of “keeping peace,” when really, I was just keeping chaos alive.

Boundaries saved my sanity. Boundaries protected my calling. Boundaries created space for real love, not the fake kind that requires you to disappear.

Jesus set boundaries. You’re allowed to as well.

“No.”
“Not today.”
“That’s not okay with me.”
“Here’s what I can offer.”

Those sentences aren’t rebellion, they’re wisdom.
They are the language of peace.

Breaking Generational Patterns

I reached a point where I had to face something hard, patterns don’t stop just because we dislike them.

Cycles stop when someone finally stands up and says,

“It ends with me.”

And maybe that someone is you. You may have inherited pain, but you don’t have to pass it on. I want to bless my son with a home where truth is normal, peace is expected, apologies aren’t rare, and love isn’t weaponized. That kind of home doesn’t happen by accident. It happens by courage, humility, boundaries, and the supernatural strength of Jesus. Everything can change when you decide you’re done repeating what hurt you.

Laying Down What Was Never Yours to Carry

For years, I carried everyone’s emotions as if they were my job. If someone was upset, I took the blame. If someone was happy, I took the responsibility. If someone was struggling, I took the weight.

But here’s reality,

Some of what you’re carrying… isn’t yours.

Expectations you never agreed to. Shame that belonged to someone else. Responsibility that was never supposed to be in your hands.

Jesus says, “Come to Me.”
Not “Work harder.”
Not “Be perfect.”
Not “Fix everything.”

Just… come.

Lay it down. Physically, spiritually, emotionally. Put it in His hands and let Him hold you while you breathe again.

It’s not passivity, It’s partnership. And it’s more freeing than words can capture.

Peace Is a Person

The disciples panicked with Jesus right beside them. I get that. I’ve felt God near and still felt my chest tighten. Peace doesn’t mean storms disappear. Peace means Jesus stands with you in the middle of the wind.

I used to be that girl crying on a trampoline, begging God for a quiet home. Today, by His grace, I live in one.

We talk.

We apologize.

We laugh.

We blast worship louder than the shame that once tried to suffocate me. That transformation didn’t happen overnight. It happened step by step. Truth by truth. Boundary by boundary. Surrender by surrender. And it’s possible for you too. Peace isn’t a feeling you chase, Peace is a Person you invite.

Let Him into your storm.
Let Him into your patterns.
Let Him into your heart, your

thoughts, your mornings, your nights. You are not too far gone. Your story is not too messy. Your storm is not too big.

Peace is possible.

And the life you’ve dreamed of, the one filled with calm, clarity, and freedom, is closer than you think.

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