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Even this — He sees it
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The best birthday gifts I received were not wrapped—they were phone calls and special texts from my children and grandchildren. Oh, my heart. 💛 Dave took me out for a gluten-free doughnut and a chai latte, then we walked to Lake Michigan to soak up some sunshine. ☕️ Even with Chicago traffic humming all around us, my soul just… revived. I found myself marveling at God’s goodness and kindness all over again. I get to experience all of this. What a gift. “You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book… I praise God for what he has promised; yes, I praise the LORD for what he has promised.” — Psalm 56:8 & 10 (NLT) Some days, weeks, and months feel hard. Lately, I have faced things that felt overwhelming — more than I could handle in the moment. And I know some of you are facing sudden crises of your own right now. The first question that rises up is “Why?” And right on cue, the enemy whispers: God left you. But that is not true. This verse reminds me that my sorrow is precious to Him — otherwise, why would He collect my tears? That is intimate care. That is close, tender attention. God sees you. He hears you. He holds you close. Every tear matters to Him. And even in the middle of all of it, I am grateful. Grateful that He is not a God who turns away when things get messy. Grateful that His promises hold even when everything else feels shaky. Grateful for you, dear one, and that you are here. Something for You Some people love to receive gifts. Some love to give. Honestly? I love both. 🎂 This year, my birthday gift to you is something I’ve never offered outside of my coaching clients — a brand new resource just released in November 2025. This is only for you, my newsletter subscribers. I am so grateful you are here, and this is my thank you for letting me pop into your inbox every week. My 90-day devotional, Who Does God Say I Am, normally $15, is yours free today. At checkout, use code 66ROCKS for 100% off. This offer expires at noon Central tomorrow—and it’s only available to my newsletter family. Click here to get Who Does God Say I Am — free today → 🙏🏻 A Prayer for You Dear God, Thank You for Your kindness and goodness to Reader—not just when days feel easy and full of light, but in those hard days too, the ones that don’t make sense. Remind her that You are intimately with her in those times. That You have not looked away. That You have not left. Thank You for Reader—for who she is and the way she blesses everyone around her, even when she doesn’t realize it. May she feel Your nearness today. Amen. |
Kirsten D Samuel LLC
I empower faith-based women like you to recover well after discovering their husband's or significant others struggle with the dark places on the internet. Every Monday you'll receive encouragement and other carefully curated content to help you heal and find the freedom you desire.
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