The Beauty in Obedience

“Be obedient even when you don’t know where obedience may lead you.” — Sinclair Ferguson

Dear Sis,

Pardon my language, but I’ve been writing my ass off lately. And not just for work or the kind of writing that lives in my notes app, never to see the light of day. I’m talking about the kind of writing that’s honest, relatable, and deeply personal. It’s the kind of writing that reminds me why I fell in love with the art form in the first place.

For a while, I drifted away from this space. The place that once held my truths, my lessons, and my journey. Life started life’ing. I became a mom. Work became more demanding. But even with the increase in responsibilities, I still felt this nudge calling me to return. Not for recognition, or productivity, or monetary gain. But because it was time. 

So I came back. With a greater intention and an even greater purpose. 

And somewhere along the way, I found my rhythm again. I started hearing from that familiar voice that reminds me when it’s time to let the words flow. I began waking up in the middle of the night with ideas. Pulling out my phone to capture my thoughts as they began to form. Pausing mid-thought whenever I felt my spirit say, “Write this now.” 

That, my friends, is called: obedience.

Not the kind that demands perfection or performance, but the kind that calls you to return home. The kind that pushes you to keep going, when you can’t see the path before you. 

Every time I honor that ask, I am reminded that my words aren’t just for me. They're for someone else’s healing. Someone else’s clarity. But most importantly, someone else’s reminder that they aren’t alone. 

And lately, I’ve been leaning into that. Knowing that my obedience is bigger than me. It’s a pure reflection of trust. Of surrender. And of allowing God to guide my gifts, without knowing where they’ll lead.

Currently, I’m in a season of rebuilding momentum. One that is driven by faith, grace, and alignment. I’m learning to nurture my passions while still showing up fully in all my roles: the confident woman, the devoted partner, the loving mother, the supportive loved one, the dedicated professional, the powerful creative. And I’m finding that the more obedient I am to that creative tug in my spirit, the more present I am and the more I find peace.  

I invite you to do the same. If you’ve been sitting on an idea, a dream, or a gift, let this be confirmation that it’s time to return home. Revisit the place that once lit a fire under you and start where you are. Start over. Or start again, even if it's small.

You don’t have to chase the audience or beg for the opportunity. Because when you’re obedient, alignment will find you. Doors will open. And everything you didn’t know you wanted or needed will arrive in the right place and at the right time.

So keep showing up. Keep creating. Keep trusting that still voice saying that you can do it.

Because real obedience—Spirit-led obedience—will always lead you somewhere magical.  Somewhere that’s only meant for you.

With love,
Racquel