12/07/2025
Today in church, I found myself standing in a corner talking to someone…
but also quietly watching people.
(It’s the former chaos-survivor in me — always observing, always reading the room without even trying.)
Then Thursday night, after a birthday dinner, I stepped outside to record something for later…
not realizing my husband was recording me at the same time.
Two completely different moments —
but they both revealed the same thing to me:
Women who grew up in emotional chaos or spiritual confusion rarely feel fully “in” a moment.
We’re present… but we’re also scanning.
We’re listening… but we’re also noticing everything around us.
We’re talking… but we’re also protecting ourselves, just in case.
And I realized —
I still do this.
Not from fear anymore,
but from years of learning how to survive environments that were unstable, unpredictable, or spiritually confusing.
But here’s the beauty God is teaching me in this season:
Even when I’m observing…
even when I’m recording quietly…
even when I’m tucked in a corner watching the room —
I am no longer that overwhelmed, unstable woman who didn’t know her place.
I’m grounded now.
I’m anchored in truth.
I know who I belong to.
And the older I get, the more I realize:
You don’t have to be the loudest woman in the room to be secure.
You don’t have to be the center of attention to be seen by God.
You don’t have to perform to have value.
You don’t have to explain yourself to be understood.
You can stand in a corner, or step outside to record a thought —
and still be a woman God is shaping, strengthening, and using.
To the women in my niche —
the watchers, the deep feelers, the quiet processors,
the ones who grew up in chaos and are now learning how to breathe:
You’re not strange.
You’re not “too much.”
You’re not socially off.
You’re healing.
And God is teaching you—
just like He’s teaching me—
how to be present without fear,
observant without anxiety,
and grounded without the old survival mode.
Two moments…
one reminder:
God doesn’t just meet us in the loud places.
He meets us in the corners, too.