He Sees The Whole
Sometimes we believe God only sees the broken pieces. The parts we wish were different. The habits we’re still fighting. The insecurities we try to outgrow. And when we believe that’s all He sees, we start hiding — from Him and from others. We become performative. A little more religious. Sometimes more judgmental. Sometimes more isolated. If He only sees the fractured parts, then we feel the need to manage the image. But that isn’t what His grace does. I have to remind mysel
Kashawn Watson
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When God Uses an Ordinary Moment to Say ‘I See You“
I remember the first time someone said to me, “I prayed for you this morning.” Those words carried a weight I couldn’t quite explain. Prayer has always been something sacred to me, but I’ve been on a journey of truly understanding how and when to pray — for myself and for others .
Kashawn Watson
Feb 223 min read
When My Self Talk Didn’t Reflect His Fruit
My postpartum season revealed something I didn’t expect. Not just physical changes. Not just exhaustion. Not just the slow, sacred work of healing. It revealed my self-talk. And it wasn’t kind. Somewhere along the way, I had quietly adopted a belief I didn’t even know I held: that the fruit of the Spirit only mattered when it was directed toward other people. Be patient with others. Be gentle with others. Speak lovingly to others. Extend grace to others. But toward myself? Di
Kashawn Watson
Feb 173 min read
What Kind of Fruit Are You Offering?
There’s no shortage of content teaching us how to build brands, grow platforms, protect our peace, or identify fake friends. We’ve become incredibly fluent in discernment language—who to avoid, who to block, who to distance ourselves from.
Kashawn Watson
Feb 103 min read
Perpetual Forgiveness & The Lord’s Goodness
When I think of restoring, I think of mending, making fresh, and reinventing. I think of hope — and hope, to me, is the anchor that keeps my heart steady when I’m believing God to restore a relationship. Hope says, “It’s not over.” Hope whispers, “Try again.” Hope reminds me that God’s hand is still working, even when hearts are hurting. Because hope is what gives me faith for the future — in any friendship, family bond, or relationship that’s been stretched thin. And I’ve le
Kashawn Watson
Feb 43 min read
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