Monday was another gift.
In Georgia last week…
Monday was another gift. The forecast said rain all week in Marietta, but I stayed open to the miracle that not every day had to be rainy—and it wasn’t.
Since the Blackaby Spiritual Leadership Coaching Workshop didn’t start until 1:30, I had time to explore. I grabbed my go-to lavender vanilla latte at Summit Coffee and walked the trails at Chattahoochee River National Park. Birds singing, cardinals (who showed up every day), no music—just stillness, nature, and God. The moment I got back in the car, it started to rain. Miracle.
On that quiet walk, I received a divine download—an idea for a new way to share one of my services.
There was one of those “Little Libraries” while exiting the bridge on my way out and as I looked inside I saw this perfect message on a note (nothing else in this little library) that read: Believe in Yourself. Divine Miracle for my eye’s to see? Why yes I receive!
Then, a message popped in from a Facebook friend I’ve known through mastermind groups. She said I’d been on her heart. I remembered she lived in Georgia, messaged her, and turns out—she was near Atlanta. We both had one nightfree: Tuesday. We met for dinner. Another miracle.
Later that day, I discovered the workshop was inside the same building as the coffee shop I stopped at—Provisions Café. I was literally led to where I needed to be. The church itself is more than a church—it’s a full community space with kids in ballet, yoga classes, and shared meals. It felt alive with God’s presence.
During the first session, they mentioned something powerful: on Day 2, only two people would get the chance to be coached in front of the room. I don’t take those moments lightly. I submitted my question and opened myself up, knowing it would stretch me. I also knew that growth lives in the uncomfortable. If I wanted deeper alignment with God’s purpose for me, I had to lean all the way in—even if it meant tears.
Throughout the session, we studied Blackaby’s Seven Realities of Experiencing God—a powerful framework I’ll be offering soon in a group setting.
God was pulling me closer. And yes, there was some anxiousness, but even more peace in knowing I was exactly where I was meant to be.
Oh, and when I left the church that night? The sun came out. 70 degrees. Glorious.
Still no pennies yet… but the story’s not over. Stay tuned.