What God Taught Me This Week

PEACE IS POWER...This week, God taught me that I don't have to fight to prove I am right. There were moments this week when I felt misunderstood. Moments when my words were taken wrong and misconstrued. Moments when I wanted to defend myself....to explain, clarify, and correct. God whispered, "You don't have to win every conversation to walk in peace." That hit me. Because sometimes I'm not fighting to be right...I am fighting to be understood. And there is a difference.

God reminded me that discernment is a gift but it must be handled with maturity. I can read between the lines. I can feel the tone shifts. I can sense when something is off. But just because I see it...doesn't mean I have to confront it. Sometimes wisdoms says: Limit the call. Shorten the conversation. Say less. Pray more. Discernment without disclipline turns into irritation. Discernment with discipline turns into peace.

When I limit a conversation to five minutes...When I choose not to argue. When I say, "I acknowledge your pain" instead of "but let me explain."... That's not me shrinking. That's me governing my spirit. The Bible says in Proverbs16:32 that it's better to rule your spirit than to conquer a city. This week I chose to rule my spirit instead of my situation. And that felt like strength, authority and power.

Even in small things...when plans shifted, or expectations were not met...God used it to show me something about myself. When patterns change, don't panic. Pay attention. It is not about anger. It is about clarity. God wasn't punishing me. He was refining my wisdom. Every uncomfortable moment is an invitation to speak clearly, to hold my standard, to stop over-explaining and to walk in quiet authority.

While studying Matthew 26 for my weekly bible study, I was reminded that Judas sat at the table with Jesus. He saw the miracles. He heard the teachings, he still hardened his heart. And God gently reminded me: Not everyone who hears truth will respond to it. Not everyone close to you is aligned with you. Not everyone at your table is part of your destiny. That doesn't mean I become suspicious. It means I become discerning...without losing love.

The most beautiful part of this week was.... I felt calm. Even when things stirred. Even when misunderstandings happened. Even when expectation shifted. I chose peace. Not passive silence, not emotional shutdown, but intentional calm. And I realized something...Peace is not the absence of tension... Peace is the presence of control...self control. And that is fruit of the Spirit.

God taught me that I don't need to argue to be validated. I don't need to shrink to be loved. I don't need to explain myself to people committed to misunderstanding me. He is maturing my discernment. He is strengthening my boundaries. He is refining my voice and He is teaching me to respond...not react. And most of all... He is teaching me that peace looks good me...I am wearing peace...what about you? What fruit of the Spirit are you wearing?