I had a friend get upset with me for ending our friendship. But the truth is—it wasn’t even my decision.
God made it clear that I had to walk away. I tried to ignore it, to reconnect, but He blocked it every time.
What’s wild is, she got so mad at me because of it. And I get it—it may have felt like rejection and hurt her. But sometimes obedience to God looks like silence. Distance. Separation.
It’s interesting how people take it personal when God is just protecting both of us in ways we may not understand yet.
I never take it personally because I understand sometimes it’s just time for us to move forward without each other.
I know people think I’m standoffish. Funny acting. Maybe even deep or mysterious. But really? I just love God… like, a lot.
It’s actually kind of funny because I don’t try to be “super spiritual.” I just genuinely enjoy my time with him. I’m not lonely—I just love the peace. When I was single, I never felt alone. I traveled to places where I didn’t even speak the language. I went on solo trips across the world, and not once did I feel afraid. Why? Because God was with me. Me and Him? We be talking for hours. Laughing at his jokes. God is so funny. I wish people could understand the experience you can have with God.
And the funny part? He tells me people’s business. Not in a gossipy way.
Like this one pastor who talks a lot of nonsense on the internet got a lot of kids and had many affairs. But always claiming to be religious. Maybe he’s not talking in the biblical sense. He loves going to Jamaica.
But God will whisper little secrets, show me things, reveal hearts—and I never repeat it. I just sit there like “Wow… that’s wild.” It’s this intimate, holy friendship that I wouldn’t trade for anything.
I wish I could explain the love I feel when I’m with Him. It’s not surface. It’s not Sunday-morning-only. It’s deep. Healing. Transformative. And to be honest? I feel more alone married than I ever did when I was single. Because when it’s just me and God? That’s when I feel most seen. Most loved. Most known.
So no—I’m not funny acting. I just know what real companionship feels like.
Now here’s where I have to laugh…
Some folks really think being evil is more powerful than God.
I mean, respectfully—be for real. You think curses, darkness, and generational trauma are mightier than the One who created the sun? You scared of what? Witchcraft? Demonic influence? Baby… GOD made the angel who became Satan.
You really think Africa, India, or any spiritual system is more powerful than Almighty God? The one who created the entire universe with His words? C’mon now. You’ve watched too many movies.
Let’s not get carried away.
People say to me, “God moves too slow.”
And I say: Be careful what you ask for.
God’s not slow. He’s deliberate. He doesn’t rush because He doesn’t have to. He’s not petty. He doesn’t do tit-for-tat. When God moves and speaks, it’s final. Complete. Nothing halfway. Nothing can be undone.
Just think about the kings in the Bible who thought they were more powerful than God.
You ever read where God said, “Your lineage shall be no more”? And that was it. No legacy. No name in the earth. Gone.
See, God moves like a master chess player. He’s not just thinking about this move—He’s ten steps ahead, setting it all up for a clean checkmate. And when He strikes, everything aligns.
So while folks out here playing around with crystals, revenge, and petty games, I’m gonna keep sitting over here talking to God. Laughing with Him. Crying with Him. Trusting Him. Because He may not move fast, but when He moves? Oh, it’s handled.
I love Him. I really do.
And if loving God makes me weird? Baby, get me a t-shirt. I’ll wear it proudly.