Beginning again by remembering what time is for. There are moments when a new season arrives and we assume the most important thing is to decide what we will do next. Tishrei invites a different question. What if the beginning of a year is not first about planning the future, but about returning our attention to God?
There are moments when you can feel a season changing before you can explain why. Something in you knows that you are standing at a threshold. Excitement and terror hold hands. You may not have evidence yet, but there is a quiet recognition: something is moving. That is where I find myself as we cross into Tishrei, and I have a feeling I am not standing here alone.
Rest Was Never Meant to Be a Reward !
The opening story of Scripture gives us something very different. God creates light, sky, land, water, living things, human beings and then God rests. Not because He is exhausted. Not because creation has finally become too much. Not because He has completed enough tasks to justify taking the afternoon off.
So many believers carry the same quiet ache: why doesn't anyone truly know me? You show up to church. You show up in your marriage, your friendships, your family gatherings. You are present, fully present, and still, something in you wonders if anyone has actually perceived who you are becoming. You start to wonder if you're invisible.
There is a difference between being seen and being revealed. I remember a season in my previous marriage, sitting right beside my ex-husband, asking the same question again and again, and getting nothing back not defiance, just absence, as if my voice couldn't reach him. That wasn't an isolated moment. It became a pattern I've lived more than once, carrying prophetic words the Spirit gave me, watching them pass unnoticed, only to see them unfold exactly as spoken, months or years later, with...
