The Midnight Oil of Heaven
The darker the night, the brighter the oil burns. Don’t wait for sunrise; sing your way to it.
"If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer" - Matthew 21:22
The darker the night, the brighter the oil burns. Don’t wait for sunrise; sing your way to it.
When anxiety tightens your chest, remember: the same Spirit who breathed galaxies is breathing into you right now. Your next inhale is guaranteed grace; your next exhale can be surrendered praise.
Hope is not a mood; it’s an anchor chain forged in the promises of God. Fog can hide the shore, but it cannot erase the seabed where the anchor holds.
The size of your oil is less important than the size of your obedience.
Your desert season is not abandonment—it is divine carriage. When you can’t see His footprints, trust His presence.
In every situation, no matter how difficult, there is something to be grateful for.
Take a moment to reflect on a time when you felt broken or weak. How did God's grace sustain you?
In His surrender, He found the strength to save humanity.
Proverbs 15:1 reminds us that a gentle answer can turn away wrath, while a harsh word can stir up anger.
It’s about trusting in the unseen hand of God, knowing that He is guiding us, even when we can’t see the path ahead.
Trust that His hand is always at work, even when you can’t see it.
Psalm 27:1 reminds us that God is our light—even in the shadows.