January 1, 2026
“See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?”
— Isaiah 43:19
Happy New Year, friends. 🤍
If you’re reading this, thank you for being here with me as another year begins.
The start of a new year usually comes with pressure — new goals, new habits, a “better” version of ourselves we’re supposed to chase. But this year, my heart is asking a different question.
What if, instead of chasing another version of ourselves, we chased more of Him?
What if we made peace with our poverty — not just financially, but spiritually? The kind of poverty that admits I don’t have this all figured out. The kind that stops striving and starts trusting. The kind that leads us home.
When my nest first emptied, people told me I’d love the quiet. The freedom. The clean house. And while parts of that were true, the quiet also brought questions. Even nearly three years later, the empty nest still feels like a tender, in-between place — a space where God continues to meet me gently and faithfully.
This season has taught me that letting go isn’t a one-time thing. It’s ongoing. It’s layered. And it’s holy.
As I continue to figure out life in this quieter season — returning to school, deepening my faith, learning who I am beyond motherhood — I’m realizing I don’t need all the answers to move forward. I just need to stay close to the One who does.
This year, my prayer isn’t about becoming more productive or impressive.
It’s about becoming more surrendered.
More present.
More rooted.
“Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”
— Matthew 5:3
So here’s to a new year — not defined by hustle or perfection, but by humility, faith, and the courage to follow God wherever He leads.
Thank you for walking with me as I share this journey.
💜 With love, faith, and a quietly growing nest,
Kerri
When the Nest Emptied, God Showed Up
Sharing the journey God is writing in this new season.
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