Recently, I stepped into a new age, a youthful one.

We often call birthdays “a new season,” but this one… this one hits differently.

This is not just another year.

This is a NEW SEASON in Christ and in my journey with Him.

A season to let go of the things that have defined me for so long.

A season to release the hurt, the weight, the trauma I’ve carried for years.

A season to see differently, through the lens the Lord wants me to see through.

It’s time to become like the bird in flight.

To mount up with wings like eagles.

The wind will no longer shake me, it will carry me.

And in this, I will find rest in the fullness of God.

I will no longer allow earthly things to define me.

For I may have once thought I was one of many…

but the Lord has shown me that I am one of one.

I am intentional.

I am not behind.

I am positioned.

I do not have to earn my worth, because the blood that was shed is sufficient for me.

The Lord will give me wisdom that will accelerate my growth in Him and in my exploits in life.

I will begin to see my life, my circumstances, and my journey from an elevated position.

Physically, I may struggle to focus…

but He is saying, “I am adjusting your lens.”

Like a camera, what was once blurry is being brought into focus.

I will learn to look at Him as my Father, my Mother, my Siblings...... FIRST.

He will be the lens through which I see every relationship going forward.

I will not define love, validation, or identity based on people first.

I will filter everything through God.

For my place is in Him because before I was formed, He knew me.

“Idols may be presented, but Christ is the ONLY model.”

My standard will not be trends, people, or even those I admire.

My standard is Jesus Christ. His character, His way, His nature.

This, I decree upon myself.

I will no longer view life through emotions, past wounds, or what people do or don’t do.

For the Lord is moving me to a higher viewpoint.

Like the eagle, I am being trained, not abandoned.

Eagles do not magically fly.

They are pushed, and it feels uncomfortable…

but they are not falling, they are learning to fly.

And I WILL fly.

The Lord is watching me closely,  not from a distance.

The wind will not stop me.

It will carry me.

I will find safety in the love of Christ.

I will rest, without pressure.

In this season, I pray for joy to be my anchor.

In this fragile season, I choose joy.

Not happiness, because happiness is fleeting.

But joy..... deep, steady, and unshaken.

Unnecessary earthly things will not steal my peace.

And I pray the Lord gives us all the strength

to let go of who we were…

so we can fully step in and embrace the new season He has for us.

Amen.