I know I haven't written a lot lately. I've just had so much on my mind, so many words and topics dropped into my spirit. I don't know if I'm fully back here yet, but I couldn't ignore this one any longer. It rings in my mind all throughout the day.
God will often share things with you that no one else is present for. No one else feels the weight of it. No one else senses the shift, hears the whisper, or sees the picture flash across your spirit. It's you and Him, and in those moments, Heaven feels closer than your own skin.
But then....sometimes you're so excited that you want to share it.
Maybe you told someone about the dream that stirred you awake.
Or.....opened up about a vision that lingered. Or maybe you have even started a conversation with, “I feel like God was showing me something…”
And instead of leaning in, whoever you were telling looked confused, cautious......or (dare I say)...dismissive.
Or even worse.....you felt the sting of being discredited.
It’s a strange ache, isn’t it? Like a sudden deflation of something that felt so alive a moment ago.
To feel something so holy, so deeply personal, so exciting, and then have someone treat it as if it’s exaggerated… misunderstood… or just “your emotions.”
In that moment, something inside you pulls back...and it's not because you doubt God, but because you suddenly feel small for having shared something sacred. Like, their response killed the joy and excitement.
You must know that not everyone will understand what God entrusts to you.
And really, they’re not supposed to.
Some of the most profound encounters in Scripture happened privately.
Think about Samuel hearing God’s voice as a boy… Eli didn’t hear it, did he?
Daniel carried visions no one around him could see.
Joseph had dreams that his own family rolled their eyes at. **OUCH**!
Mary “pondered things in her heart” because they were too delicate to toss around publicly.
Sacred things often come quietly and they are rarely understood by the crowd.
It wasn’t that these people were wrong.
It was that others weren’t in the room when God spoke.
Sometimes what God shows you isn’t meant to be validated by human ears, it’s meant to anchor your spirit. And sometimes He lets you feel that sting of being dismissed so you’ll learn the difference between sharing an encounter and protecting one.
There’s also something else at play here and I feel it's something we don’t talk about enough.
When the enemy can’t stop God from speaking to you, he’ll try to make you doubt what you heard by using someone else’s reaction.
A raised eyebrow and silence.
A careless, “Are you sure?”
A subtle shift in tone.A surprising, "no, I think you saw it wrong."
A moment of misunderstanding that suddenly makes you feel foolish for even opening your mouth.
It's happened to me many times, not that I just tell random people things like this, but sometimes even my most trusted friends don't always hear me or validate me when I open up about something God has shown me. And we have to be careful because this is where many people shut down. They start second-guessing every spiritual nudge and they stop sharing altogether.
And sadly, some even stop expecting God to speak.
But here’s the thing though, being discredited by people has NEVER discredited what God actually said. It doesn't make what He told you untrue or not valid.
If He showed you something.... you better believe that He meant it.
If He spoke into your spirit....He knew you would understand it.
If He gave you a dream.....know that He trusted you with it long before you ever told anyone else.
There is a sacredness in these moments that often gets lost when we hand them to the wrong audience. Not because the audience is bad, but because God didn’t reveal it to them. And people rarely value what they did not personally experience.
So what do you do?
You learn to hold things closer.
You learn that revelation is not always meant for distribution.
Some things are meant to be prayed through, not posted.
Some things are meant to be stewarded, not explained.
Some things are meant to be carried in your spirit until God Himself brings the right moment to share them.
And when someone dismisses, doubts, or discredits you?
Well, you breathe.
You don’t let offense take root.
You remind yourself that they weren't there when God gave it to you.
And...you let the peace of knowing God chose you for that moment settle your heart.
Because people can only discredit what they hear, and they CANNOT discredit what God has written into your spirit.
So keep listening.
Keep leaning in.
Keep guarding the moments God gives you.
When it’s time to share.....He’ll bring the people who can actually hear you and will confirm what He's already whispered to your spirit.
And… if I’m honest, writing all of this makes me pause for a moment and look inward.
Because I never want to be the reason someone feels small while sharing something sacred.
I sincerely pray that no one ever walks away from a conversation with me feeling discredited, dismissed, or unsure about what God showed, whispered, or stirred in their spirit. I know how fragile those moments can be, and how quickly joy can be smothered by someone else’s reaction.
I want to be someone who leans in...like REALLY leans in....who listens with spiritual sensitivity, and who honors the weight of what God entrusts to others.
I want to be safe ground, not sandpaper.
A place of openness, not skepticism.
The friend who gently helps discern, not one who unintentionally bruises someone’s confidence in hearing from God.
When God allows someone to share one of those sacred moments with me, I pray that He helps me continue to handle it with reverence, tenderness, and wisdom....
not assuming,
not correcting too quickly,
not brushing it off,
but honoring the fact that Heaven entrusted something valuable to their spirit.
Because the last thing I ever want is to be the reason someone second-guesses their ability to hear Him.
If anything… I want my presence to strengthen their confidence, not silence it.
I want to be the kind of person who protects holy moments, not one who accidentally dismisses them.
***I’ve proofread this so many times that my eyes are crossing... so I'm not going to go back and edit it in...but there is something I cannot leave out .
Please, please, PLEASE start writing things down as God shows them to you.
I laugh at myself because I purposely keep text threads with my pastor’s wife....just so I can search a keyword later and jog my memory. But the truth is… I don’t always share everything in text. And there are so many moments (beautiful, holy moments) that I wish I had written down! Some I remember, some I ALMOST remember. And some… I lost because I trusted myself to “recall it later.”
Someone told me years ago, “Write down your prayers. Write down your dreams.”
And.....I didn’t.
I regret that more than I can say.
So I’m practically begging you....
WRITE IT DOWN.
Write the whisper.
Write the dream.
Write the moment you felt Him draw near.
Write the vision, the impression, the scripture He breathed life into.
You will NEVER regret capturing what Heaven entrusts to you…
but you may regret the ones you let slip away.
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