Jesus died at 33. The human spine has 33 vertebrae. The same structure that holds us up is the same number of years He held this Earth.
We have 12 ribs on each side. 12 disciples. 12 tribes of Israel. God built His design into our bones. He wrote Heaven into our anatomy.
The vagus nerve runs from your brain to your heart and gut. It calms storms inside the body. It looks just like a cross. That’s the power source running through us. Every time your body heals, every time your heart slows in prayer, every time peace shows up when it shouldn’t…that’s Him.
Jesus rose on the third day. Science tells us that when you fast for 3 days, your body starts regenerating. Old cells die. New ones are born. Healing begins. Your body literally resurrects itself. That’s not coincidence. That’s design.
And it keeps going.
Your heart has an electrical rhythm. Your brain lights up when you pray. Tears contain different chemicals depending on if you're crying from joy or grief. The blood speaks. The bones store memory. The body worships whether you realize it or not.
We are fearfully and wonderfully made. We are walking prophecy. Walking tabernacles. Dust and divinity in one.
God didn’t just create you. He carved Himself into you.
You don’t need to look far to find Him. You just need to look inward. He’s been in the design since the beginning.
Dear God, thank You for all I am today. No one knows how many times I only had only you to help put me back together. I’m so grateful for the strength You give when I can’t stand on mine alone. Without You I am nothing dear God. Continue to show me Your ways over my own. Amen🩷
God, I’m grateful for all that You are. In whatever areas I lack You build me up piece by piece. Without You I wouldn’t have made it as far as I have in this moment. Continue to guide and show me Your way, not my own God. I submit my ways to you. Let Your will be done God. Amen🩷
God, continue to keep me as I grow on the path You’ve chosen for me. Remind me that everything happens according to Your plan, not mine. I trust that You’re working everything out for my good, even through my anxiousness God. Have Your way, and let only Your will be done. Amen🩷
I’m not apologizing for doing what makes me happy. This is my life, and I’m going to live it on my own terms. I make my own choices, follow my own path, and stand by what brings me peace and joy.