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True Story:
A few years ago, my church was teaching the Sunday school kids how to hear from God. Not audibly, but if we listen carefully, we can hear His still, small, voice. (Some of you might call this a “Gut feeling”).
Soon afterward, a mom from church was running errands. She had her 2 kids in the car. Her daughter was in the front seat (and as females do, they were talking. A lot ).
Her 6-year-old son was sitting in the back.
They were stuck at a long Phoenix light. The cars trailed back so far, they couldn’t see the beginning.
Suddenly, her young son spoke from the back seat, “Mom, please be quiet. I’m trying to hear Jesus.”
The mom, who was slightly taken aback (perhaps even a bit annoyed) lowered her voice, then continued chatting with her daughter.
Again, her son spoke from the back seat: “Mom. Please stop talking. I’m trying to hear Jesus!”
The mom and daughter looked at each other, smiled, and, for a moment, got very quiet.
Then, her son broke the silence: “Mom! Jesus said, ‘There’s a man at the next light who is praying right now. He’s really tired, hungry, and thirsty.’” Then her son added, “Jesus said to help him.”
The mom explained that, as far as she could see, there was no man at the light.
However, as their car slowly inched forward, they saw him.
Excited, he yelled from the back seat, “There he is, mom! There’s the man! Jesus said to help him. He said, the man is praying, because he’s tired, hungry, and thirsty.”
As their car moved closer, the mom rolled down the window, reached in her purse, and handed him her cash.
The exhausted man smiled widely and told her, “Thank you! You have no idea what it’s like out here. I was just praying, because I’m so tired, hungry, and thirsty.”
The boy yelled back, “Jesus heard you! He heard you!”
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Why does God even want worship? Isn’t that… needy? I was rewatching The Chosen weeks ago, the scene with the Samaritan woman and that question wouldn’t leave me alone. Jesus says, “The Father is seeking those who will worship Him in spirit and in truth.” It hit me harder than usual. Almost made me teary.
And then an intrusive thought slid in: Why does He care so much about worship?
So I sat with it. And slowly, something started to untangle.
We live in a world obsessed with creators and ownership. Artists sign their paintings. Musicians copyright their songs. Companies defend their patents. Architects protect their signature designs. Not because they’re insecure. Because authorship matters.
We instinctively know that to erase an author’s name from their work is wrong, and to twist their creation beyond recognition is violation.
That clicked for me.
If flawed humans protect the integrity of what they make… how much more would the God who authored galaxies guard His?
Reality itself is His masterpiece. Every law of physics, every spark of beauty, every heartbeat, signed, authored, claimed.
So when Scripture calls God jealous, it’s not describing a fragile deity craving applause. It’s describing a Creator who refuses to let His signature be erased from what He made.
Not insecurity, integrity. Not ego, essence.
He is jealous for us, not of us. Because when creation forgets its Creator, everything breaks. Meaning unravels. Purpose distorts. Worship misfires.
God’s “jealousy” isn’t about Him needing attention. It’s about Him refusing to let us live on lies. He knows that life only works when it aligns with Truth. And He is that Truth.
So when Jesus says the Father is seeking worshipers, it’s not desperation. It’s love. It’s rescue. It’s the God who authored reality inviting us back into alignment with it.
Divine jealousy isn’t proof of God’s weakness. It’s proof of His love. A love that protects. A love that refuses to hand us over to counterfeits. A love that will not let His creation forget who made it.
The universe is a signed masterpiece. Erase the signature, and you erase meaning itself. God refuses to let that happen. That’s where I landed. And honestly? It made me worship more, not less.
List of places I won't be going this year:
• The extra mile
• Above & Beyond
• Back & forth
• Out of my way
• All out for people
• Where I’m not invited
So help me God.
If you show people that you will stay through anything, they will start to believe that they can put you through everything. Not because they are cruel, but because people repeat what has no consequences. What you tolerate becomes the standard.
I think every woman hits that season where she’s not angry anymore, just aware. You see people clearly. You move differently. You don’t explain.. you just shift. That’s maturity mixed with grace.
STAY CLEAR of the people who don’t value the small sacrifices you make… like spending money you barely have, showing up when you’re tired, giving advice, being a listening ear, carrying their problems, or being the one who checks in first.
Having a naturally intimidating aura is so exhausting. people will go to the wildest extremes to humble you or compete with you meanwhile you’re literally just trying to exist.