There was a season when I loved God and still felt behind. Behind on my plans, behind on my healing, behind everyone I compared myself to. I kept starting over and quietly wondering if I was too much, or not enough.
What changed wasn't my circumstances first. It was what I believed about who I was. Somewhere in Isaiah I read that I was a crown of splendor in the Lord's hand, and I couldn't unsee it.
"You're not behind. You're becoming."
This brand is my way of passing that on. Journals to be honest in, verses to carry, and a circle of women who'll pray for you by name. You're crowned for this, sis. All of it.
