09/07/2025
Sometimes I get frustrated with the signs Spirit sends me. For me, it’s almost always 11:11 and white feathers. Don’t get me wrong, I always say thank you for them. But when I’m really struggling in faith, when I feel lost and desperate for direction or answers, I find myself wanting something bigger. Something louder. Something that feels undeniable.
And then I feel guilty, like I’m being greedy for even asking.😅
But what I’ve come to realized is the big signs DO come. The butterfly that landed on my head during my son’s 6 month photoshoot was one of them. It felt magical and impossible to miss. And yet even in that moment, I had to ask myself… will any sign ever feel big enough if I don’t first learn to trust the little ones?
My faith wasn’t slipping because the signs weren’t there — it was slipping because I stopped believing the small ones meant something.
So if you’re standing in that same place — on the edge of giving up, begging for a sign — let this be it: don’t lose your faith now. The breakthrough is always closer than it feels. The signs are already here. And Spirit has never, not for one second, left your side.💙🦋
