Do you feel like you’re on Fire every day (part 1)
obedience has a joy
2/8/2026
Hello friends,
I shared something unbiblical last week. I think that shows how important it is to submit to the teaching of your local church. Not just well meaning people online...ehm ehm.. exhibit A ‘me.’
And I really need to correct myself. Your testimony is powerful. Other people’s testimonies are powerful. What I wanted to highlight is the power of the Lamb, His sacrifice is also powerful.
[They overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony. Rev. 12:11]
This is a four part series, leading to my 27th birthday on February 27th.
Fire is the symbolism carrying this series forward really. I like symbolisms, hyperboles, and metaphors a lot. As a writer, I’m always balancing grabbing your attention without them becoming a distraction—the star of the show, instead of a vehicle to get the message across.
So lately, I’ve been learning about framing—like using a frame as a foundation and build on that. Because I just realized I didn’t frame the Fire series at all last week. 🫣 So we’re working a little backwards here. Because I’ll be framing the series a little more in part 2.
xoxo,
Lynn.
I have this thing that I always say when I find myself in a hard season, in a season of waiting. I say that I want my life to be on fire, but at the same time, that I would have a joy that doesn’t make sense. A joy that exists even while everything around me is in flames. And the thing is I've never thought about it this way before. I never connected that phrase to the story of the furnace. I never thought about the men who were thrown into the fire and somehow had this unshakable conviction that they were not alone in it. But that’s the image that keeps coming back to me now—that somehow, in the middle of the fire, they knew there was a fourth man standing with them. There’s one thing I’m waiting on. One prayer I’ve prayed that hasn’t come to fruition yet. And this waiting has been shaping my soul. I never share things that are still this fresh—things that are only a few weeks old—but I felt like God gave me permission to speak from here to you now. Not later. Not once I have the testimony. I cried in January. If we’ve never met, this is not normal for me. I usually have joy all the time. Because I believe God is so loving, so good, and faithful. That day I had tears because I felt the weight of obedience. I felt called not to leave Miami 16 months ago. That was never part of the plan I had for my life. I had made a plan— and then God set it on fire. Literally lol. I listened. I stayed. And being in that in-between space—being obedient while still not seeing anything change has been one of the hardest things. Because I could take myself out of this season, but why should my voice be louder than His? And what I'm seeing over and over again—is that an obedient heart truly reveals itself when we lay something down. Trusting that His plans see further in the distance than ours do. I realized how often we're just looking at the next milestone, the next thing we need to receive. But the reality is we only need Jesus. If we have Him with us in the fire with us, we have everything — we can have joy. When I think about joy, I think about lightness. About that quiet assurance that somehow, even here, you will be okay. Not because everything is what you want. But because there's peace waiting for you in His presence. Resting in what He’s done for you in the past. But also gazing at Him as He is. About sitting long enough to look at the holes in His hands. He died for us. For you. So who you are becoming in the waiting— in the disappointments—that person matters to Him so much. That person is who He’s trying to bring into the light through obedience. To introduce you to her. To him. Sometimes the only way to meet that version of yourself is by obeying when things feel still, when others don't agree, when it doesn’t look like your plan. I'm sharing this because hearing testimonies from the other side can encourage us to keep going. But at the same time, I think there's a testimony in the wait too. There's so much beauty hidden in the process not just the blessing. Because God meets us there too—in the fire. Right here you can find real joy. Even if you don’t get the thing in the exact package that you want — He has done more than enough. Keep lifting your head. Keep sitting at your father's feet as He holds you in His arms. There is just so much more He has in store for each of our lives. But a transformed heart is what He has in mind.
Heart Call:
Obedience will align your plans with His. And real joy is possible in hard seasons, regardless of your circumstances.
What does real joy mean to you right now?
Do you have some spiritual mentor and trusted sisters who can partner with you in prayer?
Photo Credits: Caique Nascimento