Last year, I found myself in a weakened state—and Satan seized the opportunity to torment me. I felt stuck. Unmotivated by almost everything—my work, my relationships, even my walk with the Lord. I was going through the motions without any real feeling. I lived like I was lost, and I didn’t know how to find my way out. That’s when the lies got louder. You hold no value. You’ll never measure up. Remember what they said about you? Satan repeated the negative words spoken over me in my early years and amplified them until I could barely hear the truth. And in that fragile place, I believed them. I remember taking a walk one day, crying out—literally crying out—to the Lord. And He met me. Right there. Right in the middle of the mess. All I had in me was this: I showed up. That’s what He spoke to my heart. Just show up. So I did. I showed up for quiet time, and He was there. He listened. He began healing my heart. He gently revealed the roots behind the perception of being stuck. He not only restored my faith—He strengthened it. He didn’t just revive my motivation—He gave