in your embrace (I).
...Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pas through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze. 1
A whisper in the silence called my name, a love so deep it pulled me from the flames.
The lyrics from In Your Embrace aren't just words—they're a receipt of my experience with God. He called me in a way so personal, so specific, that I couldn't deny His presence. It wasn’t some grand miracle—just a quiet whisper. I was marinating in darkness, not even realizing I needed saving, and yet there He was, already reaching out to rescue me.
His Rescue...
God's rescue plan accelerated in January 2024 with a dream. In it, everything centered around a cellphone. I was doing something I shouldn’t have been doing—ironically, a variation of something I actually did in real life over a decade ago.
But the weirdest part?
The phone in the dream charged to 102%. That number stuck with me. Strange detail, but I didn’t think much of it at first.
When I woke up, I just lay there, fixated on it. 102%? That’s not even possible. Something in me—almost as a joke—thought, Maybe it’s a Bible thing?
I entertained that thought for about 15 minutes, but here’s the thing—I wasn’t just unconvinced. I was CONFIDENT that if I actually Googled it, I would find absolutely nothing. No hidden meaning, no connection—just a random, meaningless number.
But when I finally searched “Bible 10:2”, one overwhelming result popped up Ecclesiastes 10:2
The heart of the wise inclines to the right, but the heart of the fool to the left.
There were two other minor hits—Proverbs 10:2 and Psalm 10:2. And somehow, all three verses were highly relevant to what I was doing in the dream. It was like a direct response, tailor-made for me.
That dream—and ones that followed—became the foundation of my faith. I wasn’t thinking about God, and I definitely wasn’t searching for Him. But even when I didn’t care, He never quit caring about me.
Looking back, I see now—He’d been reaching out to me…
...For some time.
I was just ignoring it. SMH
...My Love
So, to make up for lost time, I've been responding to God's love with some love of my own.
It's been... a struggle.
Love is supposed to be about the heart, about the feels. But the Bible says loving God means following His commandments—how does that connect?
Not entirely sure. But here's been my experience
The more I try to obey, try to align myself with His rescue plan, the more I see the connection. His “terms and conditions” are the guardrails that keep me from making the choices that led me to the places I needed rescuing from in the first place.
Decades of unrestricted chasing of sugar, salt, fat, and sex came with a bill I never saw coming.
But His restrictions?
They’re setting me free—free to step into a life actually worth living.
Time and time again, God shows us—love isn’t just about feelings. It’s about action. That’s what following His commandments is really about—choosing to live by His rules of love, even when it’s uncomfortable.
And nothing is more uncomfortable than loving others the way God calls us to.
That's where the real challenge has been, and from what I know about myself, it will always be. But with God, all things are possible, even loving others the way that God loves us.
No one is greater in this house than I am. My master has withheld nothing from me except you, because you are his wife. How then could I do such a wicked thing and sin against God? 2
His rescue was only the beginning. Pulling me out of the fire was the start. Now He's walking with me, shaping me, and calling me into something more.