Hey y'all! 

It has been a hot minute since I have posted on this blog page. 

I wish I could post more, but a lot of my life I like to keep private.

If I could really tell all that is going on I would probably be making millions right now! HA HA

It could make a good reality TV show for sure. 

At the first of this year I told myself and Jesus that this was my year. I was going to put my focus on getting closer to him. 

I didn't worry about the new years resolution of losing weight, making a ton of money, or anything else you could think of. 

My resolution for this year was one word. 


Y'all all know that whenever you put your focus straight on the creator you become a target for the enemy. 

The past few days the enemy has brought up things in my personal life that I want to be gone. 

I want peace.

I want clarity.

I want to wake up in the morning and not have this same situation lingering around in my mind.

I am tired of the enemy trying to play mind games with me. 

I know that God said he is able. 

I know that he cares.

I know that he loves me.

I know that even when I don't see him working in my life he is. 

I want to encourage someone tonight.

God hears your cry! 

I was driving around tonight and was thinking about the situation that is flared up in my life.

I started feeling sorry for myself. 

I told myself that I wasn't sure if I'd be able to go through this and still come out on the other side untouched by the fire. 

I started asking Jesus to just give me a little bit of peace.

Instantly a song came to my mind. 

It says 

"My God is more than enough
He can supply all my needs
He is my El Shaddai
He always looks out for me
Jehovah Jireh, He is my God
Jehovah Jireh, He is my God"

I looked it up on YouTube and turned it up in my car. 

I said "Jesus,  I am going to try and to encourage myself just like David did."

I was singing and worshipping going down the road, and then I hear a little voice that says "mommy look".

I look in my rearview mirror expecting to see him holding up a monster truck. 

Instead he was holding up his arms.

" Mommy look, I praise."

Whewww y'all.

I just about lost it. 

My 2 year old was encouraging me.

He was praising Jesus in the backseat.

I feel like someone needs to hear that your situation isn't over.

Your children that have ran away from what they know, will return.

Those bills that are piling up will be provided for.

Your marriage that is falling apart at the seams will become a restoration of love. 

Struggling to conceive your miracle, It is coming. Start preparing.

Be encouraged that God is still working on his time. 

I love you all!

-Brooke Crane


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