👑 Scroll of the Crown: It’s in His Will

And His WILL… will be done.

There were chapters I prayed would never be written.

Wounds I never asked for.

Losses I didn’t see coming.

Pain I tried to pray away.

But the fire I once mistook as punishment

Was actually His preparation.

I used to think that surrender meant weakness.

That letting go meant I was giving up.

That faith meant I had to feel good.

But then I learned,

His will has never been chained to my comfort.

There are still days I don’t understand it.

Why the silence felt louder than my prayers.

Why the door I wanted opened stayed sealed.

Why love felt like loss.

Why staying felt like breaking.

Why obedience looked like failure.

But what if the pain wasn’t a detour…

It was proof the plan was working?

📖 “Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.”

— Luke 22:42

There are things I never would’ve learned if He had said yes.

There are pieces of myself I would’ve never let die if He had spared me the fire.

There’s a version of me that would’ve kept performing, kept pretending,

if His will hadn’t stripped me clean.

I used to ask:

“God, why me?”

Now I whisper:

“God… You chose me for this?”

And the answer is always the same:

Yes. Because I knew who you’d become on the other side.

And sometimes… it hits you mid-pity party.

You’re sitting in the pain, wondering if your best years are behind you.

Wondering if you’ll ever get another shot.

Until something stronger than your feelings speaks.

Until the theological and logical part of your soul does the math:

“I’ve still got time. And God’s not done.”

That’s when surrender comes.

Not from defeat…

But from holy defiance.

The kind that says:

“Let’s go. God, You got me. I trust You. I’m ready.”

He allowed it to break,

so I’d stop building altars to idols of my own making.

He allowed the silence,

so I’d hear only His voice.

He allowed the heartbreak,

so I’d stop attaching my identity to people He never crowned.

He allowed the wait,

so I’d walk not by sight… but by surrender.

🪞Crown Mirror Reflection

1. Have I surrendered to His will, or just hoped He’d bless mine?

2. Where have I mistaken delay for denial?

3. What in my life am I holding onto that God asked me to lay down?

4. Am I willing to be refined, even when it hurts?

5. What is He still trying to birth in me through what feels like a breakdown?

🗝 Final Reflection: He Didn’t Fail You—He Freed You

If it had gone your way, you wouldn’t be this strong.

If they had stayed, you wouldn’t be this clear.

If the door had opened, your crown would still be plastic.

You’re not being punished.

You’re being positioned.

Because what’s in His will

will be done,

with or without your understanding.

But He’s merciful enough to bring you through it

until you know He was right all along.

Let it break.

Let it rebuild.

Let it be His.

Because the man who trusts His will

never walks alone.

And the fire you’re in?

It’s the birthplace of a throne.

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