ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE FOR THOSE WHO BELIEVE!
Jesus said it, Michelle believes it. Over the last few months, God has had her stepping into words He’s given her over the years.
Reflecting. Recalling. Recounting.
Michelle’s testimony:
From the “Finish Line Season with Vision, Velocity & Victory” in 2020 through “Infinite Possibilities tied to His Unlimited Power” in 2021, and “A Covenant Year” in 2022. In 2023, painful transitions came with “Fresh Wind, Fresh Fire” and in 2024 “A Turn Around Season.”
In 2025, The word was WAIT. Wait on the Lord, return to the fear of the Lord. Wait.
In 2026, I sensed an urgency and call to pray for the nations. I felt God said He is Resetting the Foundations of His Kingdom in this earth.
As January rolled in, I found myself grieving not only the state of my home nation, The United States of America, but also the vast and prolific exposures among church leaders in our nation that maimed congregations, splintered churches, and hit the media rounds on national news and YouTube. It wasn’t just anecdotal evidence for me, it was personal. Over the last 22 years of my life spent in church and ministry I have had personal connections to 21 pastors and church leaders who morally failed, abused the sheep, and most failed to adequately take responsibility. Some of these people were not just leaders who shaped my journey with God, but family members and friends I trusted and honored along the way.
While I began the year expectant, I soon realized the season we were entering would be one of tearing down idols (people, denominations, and religious traditions), and destroying the old wine skins of my faith. He clearly said to me, “No more Sacred Cows and no more old wineskins.”
My grieving season intensified, and the enemy began to hit hard. I battled illness, my parents struggled with affliction — all of which disrupted my fledgling business and threatened me with “accusations” of nothing has changed. BUT, God…
By February, I found myself completely spent, empty, exhausted, and just beat down.
READY. TO. QUIT.
But. God. Don’t grow weary… Rest. March saw the turn around and things began to move. Spring set itself on my Horizon and new life begged to come in. With warmer weather came sunshine and wildflowers. My favorite season of the year these days…
April brought refreshment and new victory as I faced down health challenges and made decisions to pursue life and overcome. And then… Right as I caught a second wind, the news came. My landlord was selling our office building. The safe little space I’d occupied for two years, that many called perfect for me… It would soon be gone. The challenges of selling a business while running it began to set in as the building hit the market. The potential for interrupted sessions, and inconsistency drove me to prayer.
But Lord, I’m not ready to move…
The word had come last year, a friend told me I needed to move my business out toward Acton, a sister community included in our historic small town. She warned of the coming road construction to the main US Highway that runs through our community and the impending cluster of major road changes near my office.
I prayed and weighed it. Had an opportunity to step into something as she suggested. But, my husband and I felt it wasn’t the right time or place for a move. But now…
Now, I had come to the valley of decision. I waited for another professional who worked in our space to make a decision about buying the building and learned she decided against it. I had reached out to the others who co-worked in our building and invited them to consider moving forward with me and finding something together. My landlord, too, would be moving to a new lease space after the sale. So much felt uncertain… But as the days passed, I prayed and processed with God. I needed to secure space and move before May 1st.
With no plans, and no savings to move. I turned to my community of women I lead in Bible study each week. The day I committed to the lease I had about a 1/4 of what I would need to secure the space in deposit. BUT, God…
By Tuesday of the first week looking, I had decided I needed to scale back my expectations. I sat quietly in my office waiting for my next appointment contemplating my next move. If I am honest, the dollar figures felt impossible. I began to rationalize cramping myself and a friend into a much smaller space and calling it God’s will. That’s when I sensed Him speak to my spirit:
I want you to take a BIG. RISKY. STEP. OF. FAITH.
On Friday, I doubled my commitment for rent. Made appointments and looked. I had one more appointment before I felt I needed to make a decision. I had three options:
1. 900 square feet. Cute as a button, but with some disadvantages. A tiny bathroom with a step up stuffed in a back office where we’d have to figure out how to allow people back there. A front office that was a few steps up… but the charm, the style was right on cue with my furnishings and there was a KITCHEN. $1,100 a month, shared utilities with the owner.
2. 800 square feet. Utility is the word. Small lobby, equal size offices, large storage, and an ADA compliant bathroom. Laid out in a no-nonsense kind of way. $933/month electric and water (cooped with other tenants).
3. Had not seen it yet! A lot of opposition to this process too… It was 900 square feet. Perfect, spacious, with flat entry and an ADA compliant bathroom. As I looked at it I realized a friend’s company had recently vacated the building. As I spoke with the leasing agent that morning she shared that the first month’s rent was free, so I had to pay the deposit only to move in. $1,000, plus taxes and insurance. I would carry electricity, and the owner provided garbage and water services. PLUS, there was an 1800 square foot warehouse space with an additional bathroom in the back. That price would be a big risky step of faith with the increased office rent. The leasing agent almost pulled the sign as we walked out the door, but I said I had to make some calls. Within fifteen minutes I asked what I needed for a leasing contract to be initiated. $1,100 and a few details like electricity transfer, sign ordering, purchasing insurance and placing a deposit. The leasing agent went to work.
I took my husband by to see the warehouse space and reasoned with him over the $550 a month we pay for 5 storage unites (450 square feet) and how this space would allow us to downsize what we were keeping, and also sort through things that just needed to go. It also would be the perfect space to stage the new CHURCH PLANT ideas I had percolating in my mind.
He agreed. I reached out to the leasing agent the next day and asked her to add the space. I needed additional money for that deposit, I only had about one-third of what I needed to make the deposit. Still, the rent for the first month would be free. Signed the lease on Tuesday, and deposited the full increased deposit the same day. Just four days later.
I had $200 left in my business account, and needed a few furnishings to fill the counseling room and lobby.
I spent $570 on additional furnishings (all perfectly in my style), and have what I need to start well. I have others who are going to share space with me moving and transitioning over the next few months. On top of that, I refinanced my car giving us $150 more in our budget to help with the transition and with our insurance up for renewal I shopped quotes and found another $150.
God’s goodness knows no limits my friends. His favor always provides what is needed right on time. His grace is sufficient. His strength perfected in my weakness. He wouldn’t let me settle for less than His very best for me.
I cannot wait to see what is on the other side of this season. HALLELUJAH.
I believe in partnering with God in IMPOSSIBLE DREAMS… And watching Him work it out in me. That’s how I started with the office space I am leaving. I had no clients yet, and no income. So I rented it with our personal budget. Last year I covered all my office expenses with income from my business. And the best part… I DID IT ON LOVE OFFERINGS. I do not charge set fees for my services.