I Don’t Know How I Got Here— Only That God Led Me

There are moments when I pause and look at my life and think,

How did this happen?

Not in confusion, but in awe.

I don’t know how I became a business owner.

I don’t know how the farmers market even came about.

I don’t know how the blog grew into something that now touches real lives, creates community, and opens doors I never planned for.

What I do know is this:

This life doesn’t feel like the old me.

It feels built.

Carefully. Intentionally.

By God.

None of this was my master plan.

The blog wasn’t a brand idea—it was obedience… a place to pour out... aa place to encourage others…

The products weren’t a business goal—it was a piece created to spark conversation.

The farmer’s market wasn’t a dream—it was a door God opened to connect.

Scripture says His thoughts are not our thoughts, and His ways are higher than our ways—and I am living proof of that.

I didn’t strive for this life.

I surrendered into it.

And to think it all began in the secret place…

Three years ago, I gave my life to the Lord fully.

Not perfectly.

Not easily.

But honestly.

I laid down my plans.

I let go of people I loved.

I released worldly things that once felt important.

The surrender was painful—but it was holy.

And from that hidden place—where no one could see—God began writing a life I never could have imagined for myself.

From that place came the blog.

From the blog came the farmer’s market.

From the farmer’s market came connection.

From the connection came conversations, wisdom, growth, and community.

I’ve learned how to steward.

How to endure.

How to listen.

How to grow in wisdom.

I’m being taught—not just how to build something—but how to become someone.

A woman anchored in Christ.

A woman learning what it means to prepare for marriage.

A woman allowing God to shape her heart before shaping her future.

What’s unfolding in my life feels gentle but powerful.

Quiet but expansive.

It’s not about titles or platforms.

It’s not about business or numbers.

It’s about a life fully yielded to God.

I’m watching Him birth beautiful things from places that once felt broken.

I’m watching Him replace what I laid down with something far greater.

And I know—deep in my spirit—that this is only the beginning…

This is my encouragement to you:

If you’re in a season where obedience feels costly…

If letting go feels painful…

If your life doesn’t look anything like what you imagined…

Take heart.

God builds beautifully from surrender.

And what He writes will always be better than what we plan.

“For My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways My ways,” declares the Lord.

— Isaiah 55:8–9