My Cup of Tea

08/27/2026

08/27/2026

I pray whatever has happened today, you have felt God in a mighty way! 🤍

I’ve seen His hand in so many ways this week—from financial provision, to texts from friends saying, “I’m praying for you,” to prayer messages, to meals cooked when I was just too exhausted to cook.

Conley spoils us so much with her love for cooking that I almost get used to it. Tonight she made chicken Alfredo for us at church. ⛪️ And I caught myself thinking about how easy it is to grow accustomed to a blessing and forget what a gift it really is. Her cooking for us isn’t just supper. It’s one of the ways she loves us.

Then there was a basket. 🥹

Our hospice nurse made a basket for me this week, and I felt so blessed by it—but at the same time I thought, I’m the one who needs to be blessing her! The way she cares for my mother-in-law and loves on our family has been such a blessing to us!! Yet there she was, blessing me.

Maybe God is teaching me something in all of this.

Do you ever get so used to the people God has placed in your life that you forget what a gift they are? Or maybe you’re so used to taking care of everybody else that you have a hard time receiving when someone wants to care for you.

Ask God to refresh your eyes to see what He has already placed in your life.

Sometimes His provision looks like finances. Sometimes it looks like chicken Alfredo. Sometimes it’s a basket made with love. Sometimes it’s a text that comes at exactly the right time saying, “I’m praying for you.”

God has so many ways of showing up.

He covers grieving hearts with comfort. He meets exhausted hearts with help. He shares in our joyful hearts. He provides for worried hearts. And sometimes He simply reminds us through the people around us, I see you. I haven’t forgotten you. You are loved.

“Every good and perfect gift is from above…” James 1:17 🤍

No matter the status of your heart tonight—grieving, joyful, exhausted, worried, thankful, or somewhere in between—may you feel and KNOW that you are deeply loved.

And maybe tonight, ask God to show you something you’ve gotten so used to that you forgot it was a blessing. ❤️

☕🤍 My Cup of Tea

08/25/2026

Our baby girl ran in her very first cross country event last weekend. 🏃‍♀️ The very next day, she was back at it, practicing in our neighborhood with her sister. She was so excited to tell me about it.

Some days running feels good to her. Other days, that Georgia heat gets to her. Some days her body feels strong, and other days she gets tired a whole lot quicker.

And goodness, isn’t that a picture of our walk with the Lord?

Some days I feel like I’m standing on top of a mountain, fully convinced that with God I can conquer anything. My faith feels strong. I can see His hand. I trust what He’s doing.

And then there are days when doubt creeps in. I don’t understand. I have questions. I cry. I waver. My faith can feel about the size of a mustard seed.

I told my friend Britt something similar just yesterday.

But God has been reminding me of something over these past few weeks: we cannot build our faith on how we feel.

Feelings change. Circumstances change. Some days the “sun” is beating down and the race feels a whole lot harder than it did yesterday. But the One we are running toward has not changed.

“Let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus…”
— Hebrews 12:1–2 NIV

I know what it feels like to not know. To not understand. To doubt. To cry. To have faith that wavers.

But I also know the peace He gives right there in those moments. I know the joy that doesn’t make sense. I know what it feels like when I finally quit trying to carry everything myself and lean into Him.

Maybe that’s what God has been teaching me lately.

When you get tired, don’t quit. Lean.

Lean on Him when your faith feels strong.
Lean on Him when it feels like a mustard seed.
Lean when you understand.
Lean when you don’t.
Lean when the race feels easy.
And lean when the heat is beating down.

You don’t have to feel strong to keep running. You just have to keep your eyes on Jesus.

There is a finish line. There is a prize. And one day, every mile, every tear, every moment we chose faith when our feelings told us otherwise will have been worth it.

Keep running, friend. And when you’re too tired to run…

Lean. 🤍

☕🤍 My Cup of Tea

08/24/2026

Any of y’all read my post this morning about my oldest daughter asking me to wash her tennis shoes, and it turning into a whole prayer session while I scrubbed them?! 👟🙏

Well… IT GETS EVEN BETTER!!!

One of her friends—and I still don’t even know which one sent THREE pairs home for me to scrub!

And I did.

I scrubbed those shoes, and I PRAYED!

I prayed over the feet that will wear them. I prayed over where those feet will go. I prayed over her choices, her friendships, her future, her protection, and her purpose. I prayed that she would know Jesus, hear His voice, recognize His truth, and have the courage to walk away from anything that isn’t meant for her.

Not because there’s anything powerful about me scrubbing a pair of shoes. There isn’t.

The power is in JESUS!

But I believe there is something powerful about walking in God’s calling, His anointing, His convictions, and the authority He gives us through prayer.

Our kids are facing things we never faced at their age. Temptation is literally at their fingertips. And church, we cannot afford to be casual about praying for this generation.

“…I looked for someone among them who would build up the wall and stand before me in the gap…” Ezekiel 22:30

STAND IN THE GAP.

Parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, godparents, teachers, coaches, youth leaders—whoever God has entrusted to your life, PRAY FOR THEM.

Pray while you wash their clothes.
Pray while you drive them to school.
Pray over their rooms.
Pray over their friendships.
Pray over the places their feet will go.

This morning as I worshiped, those words about drawing a boundary line in the mighty name of Jesus stirred something in me.

So I prayed and drew some boundary lines.

Enemy, you don’t get free rein here.

I’m nowhere near “arriving.” Never will be. But I know the One who HAS.

So if God puts a pair of dirty shoes in front of me and gives me an opportunity to intercede for one of His children, hand me the scrub brush. 🧼 🙌

Walk in God’s calling.
Walk in His anointing.
Walk in your convictions.
Walk in the power of prayer.

Don’t underestimate the place God has given YOU to stand.

Those weren’t just three pairs of dirty shoes.

They were an invitation to stand in the gap. 👟🙏🔥

☕🤍 My Cup of Tea

08/24/2026

Yesterday was Sunday Funday, but it was so much more than starting the day off at church. ⛪️

After church, I ended up on my parents’ couch with a headache, blanket pulled completely over my head, and slept most of the afternoon. I told baby girl I’d make our time up to her. Some Sundays just don’t go like you planned. Life doesn’t either.

When I got home, my oldest asked if I would wash her tennis shoes for her the way a wonderful friend taught me to. So there I was at the washing machine, scrubbing dirt off a pair of shoes, and I started praying.

Lord, protect my children everywhere their feet take them. Place a shield around them. Keep them from evil. Help them walk in Your ways and in Your purpose. Guide their hearts. Guide their friendships. Lead them where You want them to go.

“Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, ‘This is the way; walk in it.’” — Isaiah 30:21 NIV

Isn’t that such a prayer for our children? Lord, when they’re not sure which way to go, let them hear You.

And those prayers didn’t stop when the shoes were clean. They continued through the night, and they’re continuing again this morning.

That’s one of the things I love most about God. We can talk to Him anywhere. We don’t have to have the perfect quiet time, the perfect words, or life all settled down. Although sitting quietly with Him and His Word is wonderful, sometimes prayer happens while you’re driving to work, folding clothes, lying awake in the middle of the night, or scrubbing dirt off tennis shoes.

Because real life comes with real burdens. Worry about our children. Family. Health. Work. Decisions we can’t make for somebody else. Things we can’t fix no matter how badly we want to.

And what a gift it is that we don’t have to carry all of that by ourselves.

We can hand it over to God again and again. Not because everything magically turns out the way we want, but because some things were never ours to carry in the first place.

So whatever you’re doing today, talk to Him while you do it. Turn the ordinary moments into prayer. And when that burden creeps back onto your shoulders, give it back again.

Even at the washing machine. Even in the dirt. 🤍

☕🤍 My Cup of Tea

08/22/2026

WHO’S IN YOUR DRIVER’S SEAT? 🚌❤️

One of our students carries this little bus around with him everywhere he goes. And apparently, he’s got life figured out better than some of us do…because if you look closely, Jesus is sitting right there in the front seat. ❤️

Several of us at school have had to glue Jesus back in because He keeps falling out. 😂 And this morning I thought…there’s a message in that.

Because doesn’t that happen to us sometimes too?

Jesus doesn’t move—but sometimes we shift Him.

We get busy.
We get tired.
We start worrying.
We try to figure everything out ourselves.
We get distracted by everything going on around us.

And before we know it, we’re gripping the wheel trying to drive a road we were never meant to navigate alone.

Maybe every now and then we need the same reminder this little bus gives us:

Put Jesus back in the driver’s seat.

Not just riding along with us.
Not just someone we call on when we get lost.
But the One leading the way.

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to Him, and He will make your paths straight.” — Proverbs 3:5–6 NIV

Jesus, take the wheel. 🚌❤️
I don’t have to know every turn ahead when I trust the One driving.

☕🤍 My Cup of Tea

08/21/2026

This week has had its share of bumps. Monday morning I thought if I could just go back home and start the day over, I would have. 😂 Y’all ever have days like that?

But I’m so grateful for God’s mercies that are new every morning! That His goodness and mercy chase after us! And even in the bumps, His unfailing love is all around us.

“Praise the Lord, for he has shown me the wonders of his unfailing love.” Psalm 31:21 NLT

I’ll share some moments with you in pictures of some of God’s goodness this week. An apology from a loved one. Supper made by my children. Help at work. Time spent with family. Just little reminders that He is there.

One moment really stopped me. I said, “I don’t have a lesson together yet,” and my 10-year-old immediately started spitting out Scripture and a message she had learned at school. Y’all. I was taken back! 🥹 God’s goodness right there in front of me!!

How have you seen God move this week? I bet if you really think about it—or simply ask Him to show you—you’ll see that He’s been there all along. 🤍 Count the ways He moves in your life today!

☕🤍 My Cup of Tea