Hello, my sweet friends,
It’s been a couple of months since I wrote a blog post, so I wanted to share this heartfelt reflection.❤️ Get a cup of coffee, cocoa, or tea, and let’s treat this as a long-distance catch-up chat!
Ready? Let’s begin…
There are moments in life when reflecting on the past brings a wave of comfort and a deeper understanding of God’s provision. Recently, I stumbled upon a journal entry I had written on the first Sunday after arriving in America—28th January 2007. It was a period filled with firsts, discoveries, and a new sense of faith that has stayed with me since.
Let’s make it more personal❤️: The picture below is from that unforgettable year. My sister had taken me to visit the James River Foot Bridge in Lynchburg, Virginia, a serene spot along the stunning Appalachian Trail. It was a day of joy and exploration as I was getting more familiar with America. One of our friends, in a moment of lighthearted fun, even decided to lift me like a dumbbell (yes, you read that right!) right there on the bridge. 🤣 This was the playful and naïve demeanor that I had in 2007 (and still have, honestly…the playful part, that is).
But beyond the laughter and the sights, something far greater was unfolding within me—a profound reassurance of Jehovah Jireh, “The Lord Will Provide.” It’s incredible to look back on the words I wrote in my journal, capturing the beginning of a chapter filled with trust and faith in divine provision.
The Journal Entry That Says It All
Note: Here’s an excerpt from my journal entry on that now-treasured day in 2007. Please read these youthful words with grace—I was super young, full of excitement, and still growing in my faith:
Sunday 28th January 2007
“Dear Diary,
Hey, how are you doing? Gosh, it’s been so long. I hope all is finer than fine. As for me, life is a bit slow. I haven’t begun work because my S.S. number isn’t out yet, so I’m chilling to see if it will be out this week. I have been learning a lot spiritually.
Maybe God intends this “slow” time to be a time of preparation for his upcoming works that are so great and vital they need a time of divine preparation. Today, I went to a church called Family Life or something like that. The preacher’s sermon really empowered me; it stirred me. It was about God’s calling. God calls the least expected people and…When He calls you, he opens a door, a BIG door. Inside, there is so much in abundance! However, for his promise to be performed, we have to undergo a PROCESS. It doesn’t just come easy, i.e.
PROMISE- PROCESS- PERFORMANCE.
I can say God has a promise in my heart to do something great. I have to undergo a process to PERFORM.
The preacher taught so much about God’s call; it was as if God was talking to me directly!
He (the preacher) also said that when God calls you, He blesses you and also benefits others, like family, friends, etc.
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God, help me to be a good example to others and be a vessel that serves You wholly.
Love you!
xoxo Heather”
Finding Comfort in His Provision Today
When I read that journal entry again after so many years, I couldn’t help but feel emotional. Why? What were the chances that the first sermon I heard in an American church was exactly what I needed to hear about trusting God’s provision and my own preparation process?
That sermon felt like God was laying out a playbook for my life. The message about trusting in His provision and preparing for what’s to come felt tailor-made for me. It was as if God was reminding me about my mission and knew exactly what words would resonate with me.
Looking back, my journey hasn’t been easy. If God had told me then that winning the green card lottery would lead me through some of the toughest years of my life in America, I probably would have booked a one-way ticket or even taken a boat ride (HELLO JONAH!🤣) back to Kenya!
But as I reflected on my past experiences, I realized how many times God had shown up for me. For example, on rural road (Route 29) in Virginia, I am convinced I had two physical angelic encounters. I even wrote about one of them in a previous blog post.
The bottom line is this: God was always there. For every step of my journey, even on that seemingly insignificant rural road. There was provision along the way, not always in the ways I wanted, but always exactly what I needed.
Don’t get me wrong—I would have preferred to skip over the trials, pain, and heartache. But looking back, that thorny part of my journey helped me bloom into who I am today—ready and prepared for the fulfillment of my destiny.
Please listen to this song and worship Jehovah Jireh with me:
P.S. I’ve been so behind on my emails. If you haven’t received a response from me yet…please send me a message on my contact form.
Lots of Hugs,
