Life Lessons *4* all this week!

Life has a way of slowing you down when you won’t do it yourself. And when it does, you have two choices: get bitter or get better.

I chose better.

This week, I want to share four life lessons, a total of 4 days. I’ve learned since the stroke. I’m fine now—Thank God. But I’m not the same. And honestly, I don’t want to be. Because through the pain, the fear, and the stillness, I found something deeper. I found clarity. I found purpose. I found God in a new way.

When you go through something life-altering, you have to take a step back and ask: “God, what are You trying to teach me?” Not “Why me?” but “What now?” Not “What did I lose?” but “What did I gain?”

Each day this week, I’ll be sharing one lesson that changed me from the inside out. These aren’t just words—they’re truths I live by now. They’re the kind of lessons that come from sitting still, listening to God, and letting Him show you who you REALLY are.

So, whether you’ve been through something hard, or you’re just trying to make sense of life’s curveballs, I hope these reflections speak to your heart. I hope they remind you that healing is possible, growth is real, and God never wastes a wound.

Come back tomorrow (( Monday)) for Lesson 1. I promise—these four you won’t want to miss.

With love and light, Lacrease

How I’m Feeling Since the Stroke

I’ve always been the strong one. The one who never gets sick, who powers through life with grace. The last time I was in a hospital was in 1986—giving birth to my only child- daughter. Since then, I’ve caught a cold twice every couple of years. So, when I had a stroke, it didn’t just shake me—it shocked my entire circle. Family. Friends. Even me.

But God doesn’t miss. He doesn’t make mistakes. And in the aftermath of that storm, He gave me something beautiful: a apartment in downtown Detroit. Not just any apartment—surrounded by music, sports, and dog lovers. It’s perfect. It’s peaceful. It’s mine.

My family has wrapped me in love, making sure I have everything I need. And now, I’m ready. Ready to start making candles again. Ready to launch my YouTube channel and share my testimonies. Ready to turn this healing into purpose. I’m funny too.

But here’s the truth: the waiting is hard.

I’m in the middle of tying up loose ends, getting things in order. My needs are met, and I’m grateful. But I get lonely sometimes. I get tired of writing and reading. I want to create. I want to build. I want to pour my energy into something that brings me joy—and maybe a little income too. I want to start back making candles again.

I know my YouTube channel will take off. I feel it in my bones. I know the candles I make will light up more than homes—they’ll light up hearts. But right now, I don’t have the money to buy wax and supplies. And that “right now” feels heavy.

Still, I trust God’s timing. I know He’s aligning things behind the scenes. But I’m ready. I’m so ready. And sometimes, that readiness feels like restlessness.

This is Chapter Two. Chapter One was survival. Chapter Two is preparation. And Chapter Three? That’s the breakthrough.

Until then, I’ll keep writing. I’ll keep praying. I’ll keep believing. Because even in the waiting, I’m walking in purpose.

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