We live in a world that often pressures us to carry burdens we were never meant to bear. The expectation to fix, rescue, or save everyone can feel overwhelming. But my calling isn’t to be the savior—it’s to point to the One who saved me.
The Weight of “Saving”
- Many of us step into advocacy, ministry, or leadership with hearts wide open.
- We want to heal every wound, mend every broken home, and restore every soul.
- But the truth is: trying to save everyone leaves us drained, discouraged, and distracted from our true assignment.
The Shift in Perspective
- My breakthrough came when I realized I am not the answer—I am the evidence.
- I am living proof that restoration is possible, not because of my strength, but because of His grace.
- My scars testify, my story declares, and my presence points back to the One who carried me through.
Who Saved Me
- It wasn’t my hustle, my strategy, or my perfection.
- It was Jesus—the Redeemer, the Restorer, the One who turns ashes into beauty.
- My job is to shine light on His saving power, not to pretend I can replicate it for everyone else.
Living as a Witness
- Instead of striving to save, I choose to serve.
- Instead of carrying guilt, I carry gratitude.
- Instead of trying to be the hero, I stand as a witness to the Hero who already won.
Conclusion
My job isn’t to save everyone. My job is to show who saved me. And in that testimony, others may find the courage to seek Him for themselves. That’s the beauty of surrender—it multiplies hope without multiplying burdens.