Category: Faith

I’m Not Being Buried — I’ve Been Planted

by Richelle Braybrook, posted in Faith, Truth-Telling

Some days I ask God if He forgot me.
Because it hurts.
Because it’s lonely.
Because everything I knew is falling apart and I’m the one sitting in the rubble, holding pieces that don’t fit anymore.

But He hasn’t buried me.
He’s planted me.

And planting doesn’t feel holy.
It feels like dying.
Like loss.
Like isolation.
Like everyone pulling away while you try to hold on.

Breaking Generational Pain

I was born into dysfunction.
I inherited pain I never asked for.
I watched patterns repeat that I didn’t know how to escape.

But I’m breaking it.
Right here.
Right now.
And the enemy knows it.

That’s why the fight has been so intense.
Because I’m not just healing for me — I’m healing for the ones who come after me.
I’m breaking chains that others accepted as normal.

Willpower Wasn’t Enough

I’ve tried to fix myself with willpower.
Tried to push through and act strong.
Tried to numb the pain or pretend it wasn’t there.

But I don’t want to just survive anymore.

I need spiritual power.
And that’s what God is giving me — in the quiet, in the tears, in the dark.
When all I can whisper is, “Jesus, please.”

The Shift Inside Me

My spirit is changing.
I feel it.
The people and places that once felt familiar now make me uneasy.
Not because I hate them.
But because I’m not her anymore.

The girl who stayed silent.
The girl who settled.
The girl who smiled through the pain.

She’s gone.

I’ve grown.
And some people can’t handle that.
And I’ve stopped apologizing for it.

This Pain Has Purpose

Yes, this season hurts.
But that doesn’t mean I’m being punished.
It means God is doing something deep.
Something holy.

He’s growing me.
Stretching me.
Rooting me.

Because what’s coming… is big.
And I need deep roots to hold it.

Obedience Over Popularity

God’s been stripping things away.
People I thought would stay.
Plans I thought were certain.

But I trust Him.
Because I’m not here to be popular — I’m here to be obedient.

This isn’t about a platform.
It’s about purpose.
And sometimes, that means walking alone.
Being unseen.
Feeling like you missed something.

But you didn’t.
You’ve just been set apart.

The Fruit Will Come

This is planting season.
And planting feels like death.
But it’s actually life in disguise.

The fruit that’s coming?
It’s going to be more than I prayed for.
More than I imagined.
Because it’s not about me.

It’s about what God can do through someone willing to surrender — even when it hurts.

Final Thought

If you’re in a painful season…
If you feel stripped, pruned, or hidden…
You’re not being buried.
You’ve been planted.

And the fruit will come.

💬 Comment if you can relate.
You’re not alone in this season. Keep going. You’re growing.

Memory Loss, Trauma & God’s Mercy

by Richelle Braybrook, posted in Faith, Testimony Tuesday

There are chunks of my life I don’t remember. Moments that feel like shadows, names I forget, and days that disappear in a blur. For a long time, I thought that made me broken.

But now, I’m starting to believe it was mercy.

Trauma affects the brain in ways most people don’t talk about. It’s not just emotional—it’s physical, neurological. When you’re constantly in survival mode, your brain doesn’t file memories the same way. Sometimes, forgetting is how we protect ourselves.

And maybe—just maybe—God stepped in and covered some of those memories Himself.

I used to feel shame about my memory gaps. I felt embarrassed when I couldn’t recall dates, details, or entire seasons of my life. But I’ve come to see that what I thought was damage might actually be divine protection.

I don’t need to remember every wound to heal from it. I don’t need to relive every pain to move forward. Some things are better left in God’s hands.

Now, I choose to focus on what I can remember—the moments of grace, the steps forward, the times I chose not to give up.

If you’re living with memory loss from trauma, please hear this: You are not broken. You are surviving something that tried to take you out. And healing is still for you.

Reflection:
Is there a memory you’ve been trying to force yourself to recall? Maybe it’s time to release it—and trust that if God covered it, He did it for your good.

You are not forgotten—even when the past feels like a blur.

Rainy Day Reflections & A Heart Full of Gratitude

by Richelle Braybrook, posted in Faith

Today was one of those quiet, stay-inside kind of days. The rain rolled in this morning, and honestly, it was exactly what I didn’t know I needed. It gave me the chance to slow down, breathe, and pour into a project that’s been on my heart for a while. Funny how God always seems to know when it’s time to pause.

Roy and I had some deep, meaningful conversation today. We looked back on everything God has done for us, the miracles, the provision, the open doors and it hit us, we used to call this the Law of Attraction or “manifesting.” But now, we know the truth. It was never us. It was always Him. God is the one who aligns things, who moves mountains, who makes a way when there was no way.

It’s humbling when you realize that so many of the things we once took credit for were really God’s fingerprints all along.

We’ve been blessed in ways that honestly bring tears to my eyes. And the most beautiful part? We’re now in a place where we can bless others and that was once just a dream. A complete mindset shift. Not focusing on what we lack, but on what we can give.

It’s emotional. But the good kind. The kind that fills your soul and reminds you just how far you’ve come with God leading the way.

Reflection Question:
Where in your life can you pause and give God the credit instead of yourself?

“Whatever is good and perfect is a gift coming down to us from God our Father…”
— James 1:17 NLT