01/23/2026
2026 has already been a dumpster fire of a year.
In 23 short days, I've experienced anger, betrayal, and a kind of sadness
that brought me to my knees.
Honestly, I'd like to fast forward to see what 2027 has to offer because from where I'm sittin' it can only get better.
But yesterday morning, as I pulled up my usual spot at the kitchen island to talk *cry* to God and soak up His Word, He reminded me of who He is and who I am to Him in the coolest way.
And I had to share, in case you need this as much as I did.
I have this tendency to try and put a positive spin on everything.
"This is really hard, but hey look at the bright side!"
I'm trying to retrain my brain to stop doing that.
The hard, messy, not-so-pretty feelings deserve space to exist.
They can be true, AND I can choose not to live there.
They don't have to disappear for me to move forward.
That, I'm realizing, is grit.
Grit sounds like such a tough, almost masculine word.
But when you see it lived out, when you recognize it in another human,
it carries a quiet beauty.
Not an elegant kind of beauty,
but a risen-from-the-ashes kind of beauty that I've always admired.
Which brings me to one of those God moments that are just so undeniably and delightfully Him.
I looked up where the idea of âbeauty from ashesâ comes from in Scripture, and Isaiah 61 popped up.
Do you know what the heading of that chapter is in my Bible?
âThe Year of the Lordâs Favor.â
I sobbed.
I had already written this year off.
I was looking ahead with dread, assuming it was broken before it even really began.
And God whispered, No.
I see it all, Lindsay.
Every circumstance. Every tear.
But because of Jesus, you don't have to live in darkness.
You are not stuck in never-ending brokenheartedness.
My hand, My favor, is upon you.
Let me take this year and show you what I can do with it.
To be clear, I know God's favor doesn't mean nonstop rainbows and sunshine, or that the hard things will somehow magically disappear.
It means I can persist despite my circumstances.
It means my soul will continue to rejoice -- not because everything is good,
but because God is.
I am a favored daughter of the King.
He can take brokenness and turn it into something beautiful.
He can take ashes and turn them into a crown of beauty.
So, my friends, fellow daughters of the King --
may you move forward into this year with grit & favor.
P.S. I think that's gonna be my new sign off, feel free to borrow it ;)
With Grit & Favor,
Lindsay