In the Beginning…

Beginnings are often elusive, their significance only revealed in hindsight. Where does a story truly start? Is it in the moment we first draw breath, or does it reach further back—woven into the unseen, ordained before time revealed its course?

To share my journey, I must lay a foundation, for without it, my story holds no weight, no lesson worth heeding. Understanding my path requires knowing the trials I have faced, the obstacles I have overcome. And as I look back, a pattern emerges—one not of chance, but of divine intention. The unseen hand of God has been upon me, shielding, shaping, and calling me forward from the very first moment… even before that.

“In the beginning was the Word,

and the Word was with God,

and the Word was God.” – John 1:1

Science tells us that a woman is born with all the eggs she will ever have, her potential for life already resting within her from the start. But long before science could name it, God had already known. He had already formed me, set me apart, woven my being in the quiet sanctuary of my mother’s womb.

“For You formed my inward parts;

You knitted me together in my mother’s womb.

I praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

Wonderful are Your works; my soul knows it very well.” – Psalm 139:13-14

And so, my story unfolds—not merely my own, but part of something greater. The past whispers its lessons, and the future stirs on the horizon. The journey has only begun. Please join me on this journey as it unfolds before us.