Do What You Know, and He Will Handle the Rest

Last week, I told my husband that since I started writing this blog, I felt like I dedicated more time to writing than rebuilding my business. I wrote for the company on occasion but stopped for various reasons. One reason is my inability to juggle between homeschooling my children, conducting business, and blogging for personal and business. My friends call me “Superwoman,” but I’m not. It’s tough! Honestly, I don’t know how I function most days. It’s the grace of God I suppose.

My income comes from the company, not my blog. This isn’t monetized, and I’m unsure if it will be. I knew God gave me this command, yet I felt business duties took a back seat – majorly. This was also a concern because God gave me the vision to create New Life C&T in 2020. How could I forget about the vision I held onto so tightly?

I had this conversation with my husband – without regard for what God would think and feel. Not that there was anything wrong with this. We do it every day without thinking. We are people with lives carrying so many responsibilities. Yet, we forget that He is very much interested in every aspect of our lives.

I think it’s cool that He does care so much. Especially enough to intervene, guide, and give us food for thought. It shows that He isn’t all fire and brimstone, but one Who loves too. Maybe I’m weird, I don’t know. Anyway, He was very much interested in what I was thinking and my feelings. So much so that He interrupted my sleep.

Around 1:41am I woke up, which is not my usual time. I’m normally awake between 2:50am (so precise I know) and 3:30am. I decided to pray since it was early enough. On my knees and hunched over the bed. With my hands clasped, and eyes closed, I began to ramble on about what was on my mind. Namely schisms in the Church body, and the seeming disregard of Church history in teachings. Does anyone else think about these things? Maybe not. I do it more often than I should.

So, after maybe 10 minutes, I decided to quit rambling and actually focus on hearing what the Lord had in His heart. Once I did, in my spirit I heard Matthew 17. Ok…disclosure statement: I did not know what Matthew 17 was about. I am one of those people who knows the verse, but probably couldn’t link the chapter and verse. “The Bible says….somewhere in Romans it talks about…” yeah, I’m that person.

There is a lot to unpack in Matthew 17. Jesus’ transfiguration is a whole sermon in itself, and there’s a boy afflicted by a demonic spirit. As I was reading through the chapter, I wasn’t sure why I was reading it. I didn’t understand why I was led to it. I almost gave up reading beyond verse 22, but it was sort of pressed upon me to read until the end.

27 Notwithstanding, lest we should offend them, go thou to the sea, and cast an hook, and take up the fish that first cometh up; and when thou hast opened his mouth, thou shalt find a piece of money: that take, and give unto them for me and thee. – Matthew 17:27

I’m a King James (KJV) fan, but I won’t pretend I understand everything it says. I read it because I like the challenge. Well KJV wasn’t making too much sense to me at 2 am. I didn’t grasp at the moment what was being discussed in this verse, and the ones before it. At 2 am, I wanted to go back to sleep. Yet, I was determined to get the context. Again, why was I reading it to begin with? After reviewing other translations and reading a commentary – it hit me! This was about what my husband and I discussed the night before.

Remember when I said God is interested in every aspect of our lives? Well, He made it a point to make something aware to me. “What work we do at Christ’s command brings its own pay along with it: In keeping God’s commands, as well as after keeping them, there is great reward…”. 1

Unrelated but for context, Matthew 17:24 speaks about the tribute collectors asking Peter if Jesus pays tribute or tax2. In verse 25, Peter replies, “Yes, He does.” Peter then enters the house, and Jesus asks Peter from whom do the kings of the earth collect duty and taxes – from their own children or from others? In verse 26, Peter replies, “from others.”

To which, Jesus replies that “…the children are exempt.” Meaning that His disciples were exempt because they were the children of the true living King. There is a deeper meaning to this. So, I would encourage those who aren’t familiar to do a deeper dive. In verse 27, to not cause controversy, Jesus told Peter to go fishing. The first fish Peter caught had money in its mouth for Peter to pay the tax for Jesus and himself.

Now back to the point. Matthew Henry notes that Peter used his calling (fisherman) to catch the fish. When we are called to do something, we must be diligent in what we are doing. We must be ready to work for Him. When Peter caught the fish, he took the money from its mouth. This money represented the “reward for obedience in obedience.” 3

I found this to be pretty interesting. The other commentaries and references didn’t make this connection. Jesus told Peter to do what he knew how to do to get something done. How does this apply to me? God was telling me to write, and He would handle the rest. Thus reminding me, that He would help my family and me.

As long as I remain obedient to what He asks me to do, there is a reward for my obedience. The reward doesn’t necessarily mean money. But, whatever the reward is, I can trust it is the best if it’s from Him. It is important to trust God. I was concerned about the financial and operational aspects of the business. I forgot who He is. He didn’t rebuke me. In His loving kindness, Jesus reminded me that He will supply all our needs, according to His riches in glory.

Take heart and be comforted in whatever or wherever the Lord leads you. While it may be difficult to understand, trust, and believe that He knows what you need. He has you in the palm of His hand.







































  1. Matthew Henry Commentary Matthew 17 ↩︎
  2. Translations differ between who collects the tax and what the tax is. ↩︎
  3. Matthew Henry Commentary Matthew 17:27 ↩︎

I Believe It – These Are the Days

Have you ever heard God talk to you? Some will have you believe that the voice you hear is the one in your head. Others will say that it is impossible to hear God. All you need to “hear” is in the bible, and God doesn’t do that anymore. John 10:27-28 states, “My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me…” Those who are in Christ can hear Jesus speak. For the past 3 years, I’ve heard in my prayers and dreams – Noah.

Any believer who hears the name Noah automatically thinks about the Ark, the animals, the rainbow, Nephilim/giants, the Great Flood, etc. Since I’ve had that dream I wrote about in Within The Ark: Are these the Days of Noah? I’ve been wondering why I even got it in the first place. Sure, the pandemic wreaked havoc, but was it “days of Noah” chaos? What did this dream even mean? I have an idea. I could be wrong, but I believe we are entering a new era. Hear me out…

When God broke the fountains of the great deep and opened the windows of heaven above – He caused the earth to flood.1 Both man, beast, creeping thing, and birds of the air – all living things on the dry land not on the ark died. After 150 days when the waters were upon the earth God remembered Noah. The windows of heaven closed, and the fountains of the great deep stopped. The flood waters began to recede. After much waiting and a series of events, Noah and his family were finally able to leave the ark.2 Visualize yourself stepping off a giant boat and facing the reality that you and 7 other people survived a great flood. Noah and his family were essentially entering into a new era.

Jesus is definitely coming back – yes! I make no claims to know when exactly. Call me crazy, but I don’t think the Lord is coming back just yet. I believe something massive is coming before His return, and people aren’t ready for it. It will be like a flood (symbolically) that will catch many off guard. What happens after flood waters abate? You see the damage and work to rebuild. It’ll be an event that will change our lives forever.

I believe there is still much work to be done. I believe there are still many more souls that need to be saved. To spread the good news of Jesus Christ. I believe God is winnowing and looking for those willing to follow a simple command and do what He has called them to do. I know some out there understand my thoughts because they believe it too. I also believe my dream was a call for people to prepare to do just that work – save more souls.

Noah had MANY years to prepare for the great flood. Some sources say at least 50 years others say it took Noah over 100 years to build the ark. Could you imagine the ridicule he faced daily as he continued warning people about the rain to come? God has been leading my family and me to prepare. Preparations included stocking up on food and essentials (a few months’ worth) and making investments. I’ve looked and felt crazy trying to warn others – since 2021.

I’ve told my friends and family – “it’s going to be beyond catastrophic, but I’m not scared.” I’m not a conspiracy theorist or a fear-monger. I just can see the forest from the trees. Look at our economy and study past economic trends. Record inflation, devaluing of the dollar, housing crisis, commercial real estate woes, high unemployment due to mass layoffs, etc. This is worse than the 2008 financial crisis and on track to be even worse than the 1929 Great Depression. We are in the next cycle and history will repeat itself. However, I won’t fret, and neither should you.

After that Great Flood, there was sunshine, a rainbow, and a beautiful blue sky. Just as I saw the beautiful blue sky in my dream. I know everything is going to be alright, but I also know that it’s going to take a village to build back again. I pray that whoever reads this prays to our heavenly Father and tests what I’m saying.

I believe it’s already raining, but we haven’t seen the flood, yet. If you believe a “flood” is coming, are you ready?


Here are a few things I’ve noticed from my dream that make me believe this is the case:

  1. The boat I was on is a commonly referenced generic depiction of Noah’s Ark (ex: circular windows in kid books).
  2. The Architect (in appearance) is the Creator of all things.
  3. The dream occurred in a city that exists today – Annapolis, MD. Fun fact: I didn’t know this was a city and the capital of MD.
  4. The building with a rod bearing the appearance of a cross at the top is a building that exists in Annapolis, MD. It is the Capital building, but what it used to look like some years ago. 
  5. The cloud I saw is known as a cirrus cloud. A hairy/wispy cloud found at the highest altitude (4000-20000 m; (13,000-66,000 ft).
    • Mt. Everest is 29,029 feet [8,848 meters] 
    • The ark floated 15 cubits 3(7 meters or 22 ft) above Mt. Everest.  
    • Granted the building isn’t that tall, but it confirms I was very high up in the air.   
  6. State House Annapolis, MD: https://mdhistoricaltrust.wordpress.com/wpcontent/uploads/2023/01/sc1796_a_236-1.jpg

  1. In the six hundredth year of Noah’s life, in the second month, the seventeenth day of the month, the same day were all the fountains of the great deep broken up, and the windows of heaven were opened -Genesis 7:11
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  2. Genesis 8
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  3. Fifteen cubits upward did the waters prevail, and the mountains were covered – Genesis 7:20 ↩︎

One Simple Command

Have you ever been told what to do? It may have been something complicated or just a simple command. What a silly question, of course, you have – we all have. Our whole lives we’ve been told what to do. From home to school and in the workplace.

I don’t particularly like being told what to do when it’s contrary to what I think. Maybe this is why I cringe at the idea of a 9 – 5. Bosses tend to shun new ideas and critical thinking. Maybe this is why I own my own business. I can make decisions I feel work best for my business. I can’t imagine I’m the only one who feels this way. Who wants to listen to someone who gives an authoritative order?

Now don’t get me wrong, I respect authority. Good authoritative figures keep law and order. I just find it difficult to bend a knee to someone who barks commands. It’s difficult to listen to a command without an explanation with their expectation to act without hesitation. But what if God Almighty gives you a command. Would you run or jump?

I crawled…yes, I know that wasn’t an option! I wanted to listen, but I also didn’t want to. He showed me what He wanted me to do, but it was something that I didn’t like to do. It took me a while to understand why. “Why Lord, why have You commanded me to write?” It’s such a cumbersome thing to do!! I’m sure He looked down and shook his head – maybe I acted like I was 2. Nonetheless, I took on the task with some pep in my step.

It proved to be cumbersome just as I expected. “Who do I write about? What do I write about? When do I write? Where do I write? How do You want me to write? Lead me, Lord!” In hindsight, I can see these were nonsense questions. I can see why He never answered me. It was a simple command, all He wanted me to do was write.

A month or 2 goes by and I’m already crawling. By this time, I’m making excuses for my lack of writing. “I don’t know what to do,” “I’m too tired,” or “I’ll try again tomorrow.” No, no that wasn’t cutting it, and soon I’d know why it wasn’t. “I’ve commanded you to write.” Please believe it, He said it to me. 2 days later, He laid it out to me. Not only WHY He commanded me to write but the consequence of my failure to listen.

There it was my purple oversized towel dipped and draped over the toilet. Eeww *sighs*…if you could only see the look on my face. I was in a PUBLIC BATHROOM!! I don’t think I would have been as disgusted if this happened at home. I rushed out of the bathroom stall to clean my towel in the sink. Somehow, I got my favorite brown jacket ruined in the process, so I was trying to clean that too.

My sister-in-law was in the bathroom too trying to help clean my things. There was a lot of commotion in the bathroom, as people were coming and leaving. While at the sink, I turned my head looking toward the door. I noticed a woman who stood out in the group. Our eyes didn’t meet, but I felt she was watching me.

The woman wore a fitted black suit and a white shirt underneath. You’d think she was one of those secret agents (sans the shades) like the “Men in Black.” Not trying to pay her any mind, I turned my attention back to my towel and jacket. About a minute went by and my sister-in-law determined that our efforts were futile. So, we gave up trying to clean my things. With nothing else to hold my attention, I turned back to see the woman and this time we met glances. There was no denying at this point that she was watching me.

I wanted to know what she wanted, so I walked toward her. Before I could reach close enough, she started leaving the bathroom. The woman walked outside the bathroom down the hall, and I followed at a distance behind her. People were walking around kind of blocking my view, but she made sure that I could see her as she turned the corner.

As I followed close behind, the strangest thing happened. All of a sudden amid the crowd I let out a huge shout “I LOVE YOU, JESUS!!” Of course, I do, but what was that all about? Why did I find the need to shout what I knew without a doubt? Well, I had no time to think about it. I had to make sure I didn’t lose sight of her.

I made it to the end of the hall and turned the corner. There she was standing with her back toward me. It was like time had stopped. She was the focal point, and it felt like nothing else mattered at that moment. The woman turned to face me, and she didn’t look like who I saw before. I’ve been cat-fished!!

Seriously, this woman looked nothing like what I saw before. This was a gaunt-looking man with pale skin and sunken eyes. He looked exactly how I’d imagine death to look like. Then, the gravity of the entire situation hit me. THIS IS THE ANGEL OF DEATH, and it is here for ME!

Would you believe that I automatically knew why it was there? I asked it, “You’re the Angel of Death aren’t you?” It nodded its head, yes. I then asked, “You’re here for me aren’t you?” Without a word, it slowly lifted its bony finger, pointed at me, and nodded, yes.

I didn’t fall to my knees, beg or plead. I wasn’t shocked and was resolved to accept what was going to happen to me. How could I ask for forgiveness now when I knew I was wrong? Oh, how the mighty can fall! Throw me in the pit! Take me now, do away with me! As far as I was concerned, I couldn’t be redeemed.

The last thing I saw was like a movie scene. I got a third-person vantage point of someone standing at the edge of a hole. They were looking down and there it was – hell underneath. A valley of dead bodies far beyond what my eyes could see. A wicked and ominous laugh filled my ears. It was a special effect that definitely affected me. I was certain it was my time, but before anything could happen – a white light blinded me. Then I woke up! *sighs…. It was just a dream.

I woke up not with tears but wonder. Wondering if I still stand in jeopardy. All these intrusive, negative thoughts and questions popped into my mind. I don’t remember them all, but I do remember one – can I be forgiven? At that moment, I had to remind myself of His word and posture my heart, but… should I get what I deserve?

“I am sorry that I am weak. I am sorry that You have to repeat over and over that disobedience is what You see. My Lord, Your heart is so good. You love me so much that You continue to be patient with me. What is this righteousness I have? It is filthy rags like my towel that was soaked in the toilet bowl.”

As I knelt down by my bedside, I burst into tears. Not because of death or hell but because I kept throwing away every chance. How can I say I love you if I can’t obey one simple command. Now I understand that when I said, “I LOVE YOU JESUS” those were empty words to You. In hindsight, it felt empty when I said it.

Is it crazy for me to say that I really struggled to repent? Maybe I can share a bit…I was wrong and I knew I deserved whatever consequence. “There isn’t another sorry I can give other than to ask You to uncover my shame. I humbly come before You fighting to repent because I don’t deserve Your mercy. Why be merciful when I was relentless in my disobedience?”

Let’s just say, I’m thankful I have a good good Father. I knew He had forgiven me. He needed to remind me of the importance of His one simple command to me. It was surely a wake-up call and put some tremendous pep in my step. There is more to this story, I could go on and on. What is important to note is that it’s not about you or me.

I write all of this simply to say – Jump! Don’t run away!