I have a message for you – Part 2

If you read Part 1, you know God sent me a message through a complete stranger at dinner. What I didn’t expect was that He had another message waiting for me that same night — this time through my own daughter. Different voice, different delivery, but still Him. Still intentional and still answering prayers I’ve been carrying for a year. There was more breakthrough at that dinner than I expected.

Around this time last year, my daughter was really struggling. We both were. I did everything I knew to do to “fix” it: praying, fasting, fighting spiritually, trying every practical thing I could think of. Some things helped, some didn’t. And honestly, I was afraid that what she was going through would delay our move. I kept asking God to show me the root, because I knew something deeper was happening.

Time went on, time that included doctors, therapists, counselors. Fun extra-curricular activities for her like camp, church camp, movement, time with friends. All the things. And yes, things got slightly better but there were still some lingering pieces. But even after things got better, I don\’t remember us ever getting to the real \”why\”.

But last night, sitting in that restaurant, my 10‑year‑old daughter spoke to me with a level of maturity and emotional intelligence that stopped me in my tracks. She told me the root. She told me the reason(s) behind the things we struggled through last year. She even continued to express her feelings around other things.

And it hit me: This was breakthrough too. A HUGE breakthrough actually.

We expect breakthrough to look like jobs, money, houses, opportunities — the big, visible things. But this was a familial breakthrough. A healing breakthrough. A God‑revealed breakthrough. Generational breakthrough. He showed me something I’ve been praying over for even more than a year.

Now we can actually do the work to heal. Not just cope. Now we can move forward with understanding. Now I can parent her with clarity instead of guessing. And that is a blessing. A big one.

I’m so proud of my daughter, the way she communicated her feelings, the honesty, the courage. I’m so thankful to God for revealing the trauma behind that season. I’m thankful He softened my heart to receive it, even the parts that involved me. And I’m grateful that there is no condemnation in Him. He’s already forgiven me for the places I missed the mark, because I brought it to Him.

I asked for revelation. I asked Him to show me the hard things. I asked Him to uncover what was hidden.

And He did.

There’s no way to heal without hearing the truth. There’s no way to move forward without facing what hurt.

God is restoring mothers and daughters in this season. I feel that deeply.

And that night, He started that restoration with us.

And as I sat with everything God revealed last night… the message from the stranger, the honesty from my daughter, the healing that started right at that table, He brought me back to the scripture He’s been whispering to me the past couple of weeks:

Haggai 2:9 – \”The glory of this latter house shall be greater than of the former, saith the Lord of hosts: and in this place will I give peace, saith the Lord of hosts.\”

I didn’t expect breakthrough to look like this. I didn’t expect it to come through a stranger… or through my own child. But I know this is a part of the “greater” He was talking about. This is the glory He’s rebuilding in my life — in my home, in my motherhood, in my heart.

And I believe Him.