Tag: Holy Spirit

It Will Be Done

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It’s 1:08 am. I am overwhelmed in the sweetest way possible.

I wrote a detailed explanation about how Jesus moved me yesterday—-Psalm 141:4 and the Prayer of Jabez were like jiu-jitsu grapevines, intertwined with 7’s, 44’s and 14’s. Of course it was intricate—- it was ALOT of details to include for His Purposes.

Anywho my hubby is on a cruise with his dad (81). His steward is literally named Moses. Seriously, Moses !!!

The point is. I was giddy all day and late getting home. Eleven hour day or not, I brought our tree downstairs, cleaned the floor and got the mantle decorated. I put the manger set in the front yard and a few other things. It felt good to get my house in order and decorated before Mark gets home.

Then, I went up to clean up and go to bed. 🤣. That was not His Plan. That still hasn’t happened. What has happened is much to process. Essentially, much of what was written less than 12 hours ago has now been confirmed in multiple objects and scripture.

Jesus. as much as I praise you—I just giggled to think that you must surely get tired of my singing! Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for another super-cali-fragi-list-ic (you know the rest) day. Thank you for helping me take more deep breaths—-inhale deeply Yah and out slowly Weh. Weigh. 🤣 Yesterday way rocked the casbah! And for our inside humor. For the way you put things in my mind which make Mark and I BOTH laugh. I love, love, LOVE it when you make him laugh like that through me. One of my favorite things is authentic laughter. Duh.

Thanks for always having my back. The power you surge through me is multiplied when I am isolated with you. And, as much as I understand why some might be concerned, I cherish this “warp -speed time warp experience with you. Yeppers, that’s the description. If you want me hanging here til 5 am, you know I will if that’s your will. But, we both know I need rest for the week ahead. So, I will let you be you and ask in advance for it to feel like I have rested for the benefit of others. Deal?

Thanks for all the memory lane revelations. Thanks for letting me ache for Shannon and putting my dad’s reunion memory chip in my hand. Thank you for the compass, the letter The picture and the obituaries. Did I leave anything out? It was all so beautiful put together through your eyes. Thank you for letting me see. Those tears really do taste sweet.

Thank you for growing me. Thank you for convicting me so stinking hard about rebuking those lies exactly as you directed . It grieves me for you when they are coming from your children’s lips. When I almost puked, she gave me the opportunity to speak with as much love as possible. Letting people be people is KEY. Love everyone right where they are. Period. No excuses. You’ve made that clear #YESSIR

Mark was right to wonder “how that went”. Pretty sure he felt my peace and realized this season is different. This peace with you is everything. Thank you for this downright otherworldly evening with you and all the memorabilia you placed in my hands . Please help your girl out with locating the missing ornament treasures.

Ps. It’s kinda cool to not be worried about a naked tree. I legit know you will get them to me when you want me to do it. . I love,love, LOVE you to the moon and back. I’m so blessed to know YOU. 💜✝️💜

I thought I was just writing what was in front of me this morning. I didn’t know I was already writing the opening paragraph to what He would confirm tonight.

I didn’t know the Alpha & Omega reference I typed with a grin would become the very Scripture He opened to wrap my night. It hits extra hard because it’s Chapter 22 and nothing had been marked on the page.

Taking me to blank pages is always relevant . It’s like a spidey-sense in a spiritual way.

I didn’t know that my line about how He speaks to me
would be followed up by a cascade of signs, memories, Scriptures, and blessings —each one placed like stones on a path that only He could have mapped.

I didn’t know that when I wrote about His healing,
He was about to pull out
my father’s compass,
my father’s boots,
my father’s letters,
and restore places in me
I didn’t even realize needed His touch today.

I didn’t know that the “territory” I wrote about this morning would be sealed tonight with a crest that literally says:

“IT WILL BE DONE.”

I didn’t know that the Alpha & Omega I referenced in humor
would answer me in red letters.

I didn’t know —
but He did.

Today I wrote Part One.
Tonight He wrote Part Two.
And tomorrow I will wake up
held by a Guardian who does not slumber —-the verse behind the Star of David card.

I wonder what Joe Rogan would think of Jesus’ “SMUSH”. It feels a hole lot like a seatbelt. 💜✝️💜

Thank you, Jesus, for having my Daddy’s back in VietNam and everywhere else.

Three Days Rolled into One

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Today felt like three days wrapped into one—full, overflowing, and unmistakably blessed.

The morning began at Creekmont GBC, and the service stirred something deep in me. It opened my eyes to how often I might press spiritual conversations toward ears that aren’t ready. There was a sweetness in that conviction—more of an invitation than a correction.

I mean, it was a correction. I am guilty of being so animated in my faith, it has offended others in the past. I think this has something to do with my studying earlier. For now, this will “hold the thought” . Kinda funny the picture actually says “dictated blog”. Jesus just wants me to leave it here for tomorrow’s assignment. Probably because I will lose the paper🤣

Thank you, Jesus 💜✝️💜Nathan and Starr

Then came Jiu-Jitsu, and what a gift that was. I met Blue Belt Kayla, a cancer survivor with such a loving spirit. She reminds me of my Cass in spirit. That’s just pure awesomeness and warrior spirit. Kayla taught me more than head control and sweeps and chokes. There was something tender and wise in her presence. I’m grateful for what I learned from her.

My daughter knows I had an “existential moment” as I was leaving the gym. Normally, I would chit-chat and hang a while. Today, I had to leave at 2 for a conference call. I was so into the drilling, I never thought to say a word about my schedule. Instead, right as the lesson ended, I said to the whole group. • So sorry- I need to hop on a conference call to plan my FORTIETH HIGH SCHOOL REUNION”.

God bless ONJJ , Master Luiz and Professor Pedro 💜✝️💜

At first, it made me “space out” to realize it’s actually been 40 Years since I became an adult. As existential as it gets, really. A 20 year reunion has not happened for any of those ladies!!! Perspective matters. I thank God for my high school season, often. Praising as I type is like a dancing melody. 💜✝️💜 It was a special time to be a teenager in the 1980’s. Sometimes, it makes me downright giddy to consider the joy experienced in high school. I was so blessed and it’s an honor to be asked to serve in this way.

Jesus, quite literally, has my back. I am safe to space out from time to time. 🤣

So, rushed to my car, dialed the number and waited. Yulanda answered first— learned she lives in Murfreesboro! Brenda, Nesha and Cynthia all joined and we talked for 1.5 hours. We have a good plan. It felt really good to be connecting and speaking in agreement with other women. I’m looking forward to the work ahead. I always do! #YESSIR #ISWYDT

I can’t help but feel the irony—this golden-year milestone arriving in the very middle of my wilderness season. And yet, even here, blessings are everywhere.

Once the call ended, I opened a spreadsheet and began entering the names of all my classmates. As I went through, I found at least seven who have passed. I felt a nudge from the Lord to honor them somehow, so I saved their obituaries. I don’t know what that tribute will look like yet, but obedience is one step at a time.

My husband is away on a cruise with his dad, I spoke with him this morning, but that feels like three days ago in some ways. Whenever he’s gone, the Holy Spirit seems to come in even closer, as if filling the space. It is no accident that he left yesterday —- the “giving away day”.

Wowza. Wowza. Wowza.

Both original copies of “Black Belt Wisdom” were delivered yesterday. Less than 24 hours later, I am I am in a position to serve by doing a rather substantial project for my NEHS Community.

Something is being prepared. Godversations I haven’t even imagined yet are waiting. It’s an exciting little hum in the Spirit. I wonder who else feels Him this way. It’s making me bolder in several ways. 💜✝️💜

Speaking of…

I spoke to my Portland Star for nearly two hours. Only in this moment do I realize I failed to call Pam. When we chat tomorrow, it will be instantly forgiven. But, I need to proactively pick up the phone and talk to others, as well. I am being convicted as I type. Not even kidding.

Jesus, thanks for this spectacular 3-in-1 Day . Thank you for dying for me and humanity. Thank you for always having my back. I praise all your names and I am yours. Tonight , I beg of you, please help me prioritize people over tasks. If I am guilty of doing too much, convict me. This tension is because something must change. I submit to you. All my work is FOR YOU and to GLORIFY YOU.

Thank you, Jesus, for setting boundaries for me today. Thank you for emboldening me to stand on your Word in a new way, even if It hurt to hear that feedback. You’ve heard my countless praises for Nathan (9) and I beg YOUR WILL rules all the households involved.

Thank you for Lamentations 3:58 and its triple blessing.

I stand on Isaiah 22:22. Jiu-jitsu cuts on the feet must be from someone’s toenails. Thanks Thanks for the repetition and inside jokes from Divine Humor. You get me, you really get me. 🤣🤣🤣

Thank you for another day to love you to the best of my Blonde Polish Chick ability.

I’ve got everything I need. I’ve got you, Jesus. 💜💜

Coaches and Professors

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After being long winded on Facebook, I had no time to write the letter by hand for Master Luiz. In the land of me- The BPC- it equated to Divine Humor striking me again. Oh, how it goes with the best laid plans.

Today was “Give it Away” day. By that, I mean give the original working copies of Jiu-Jitsu Wilderness: Black Belt Wisdom to Professors Cliff and Pedro, for Master Luiz. These are the “stones” and echoes the Lord has used to train me in this new wilderness season. It simply had to be today, as Pedro is leaving later tonight or tomorrow.

I had three time sensitive tasks. Find a proper card worthy of Master Luiz, deliver the quote books and arrive at the shop in time for Mark to make his flight.

Lord, may he and his dad enjoy all your travel mercies and blessings. May their cruise be blessed.

That left me 17 minutes to clean up, get dressed and leave the house.

Being me, I decided to give a card from the heart. It’s only counts as sacrifice if it costs you something, right? Well, I have kept a beautiful hand-crafted “you are my sunshine” card for over 20 years. I love, love, LOVED the memories attached. It takes me back to what God did in MySpace for Make a Difference Day.

I wrote my full name and phone number on the back. That’s it. I didn’t even have time to jot down the Psalm 78 scripture I didn’t even take a photo of it. Kind of weird, but also perfect. Master Luiz is exactly 9 years and two days my senior.

May brevity bless us both.

Being the BPC I am, I also had to honor my Chrissie for making me the book I am holding in this photo. Sillies for her Sunbeam has been in my prayer closet for almost a year. Today, I will make Chrissie a special gift, as now I have acquired the proper tools.

Thank you, Jesus, for always, always, ALWAYS and in ALL WAYS having my back.

For posterity, here is the Facebook post. It screams to be included because the center image is cut off at the place it says “create your own “ and the bottom word is SUNSHINE. That’s Divine Editing as far as I am concerned. There was no BJJ quote book, so I literally created my own.

For clarity, the center post was 12 years ago. It was roughly six months after our “Oszczakiewicz Gracie” went to heaven. Our Gracie (24) died 31 years (plus one day) after Rolls Gracie, (31). Our Gracie passed in a tragic car accident and Rolls in a hang gliding accident. I have been imagining their Godversations and wondering what my own earthly father would agree, “the qualities and character existing inside truly make me my father’s daughter”. 💜✝️💜

Rolls became extra important to me once I learned he was Master Luiz favorite Professor/Coach The link above the one for my dad goes to Anabel Grace Lee’s obituary. It talks about her living life on a “higher plane” and I’m fairly certain some angels have been working overtime on behalf of Polish-Chinese-Americans everywhere. Our Gracie would have hang-glided with Rolls, no doubt.

Bottom line, this gift honors so much more than The Gracie Family, BJJ, Master Luiz and ONJJ. It honors my Oszczakiewicz and Mull roots, as well. Most importantly, it honors the One who sent me to ONJJ via Joe Rogan and Chadd Wright on Episode #2358.

Excuse me while I giggle about about “JRE #2358 popped the BPC’s BJJ cherry.” 🤣🤣🤣

Without further Adieu…

9 photos from this day over 16 years…Rather perfect is the center image. #ISWYDT

And, for the cherry on top, when Mark left the shop, I went to the lab. My sweet GBM left me the best encouragement, without knowing anything about what the Lord is showing me about my wilderness stones.

Yeppers, the Blonde Polish Chick has “stones” of the best variety. The stones Father God gave me are getting polished quite sweetly these days.

Thank you, Jesus. I remain in awe. 💜✝️💜

Praise Report

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For a project given to me by the spirit weeks ago, it has now been officially rebuilt from scratch for the THIRD TIME!

My girls, Morgan and Lyss, visited and let me complete the project. It exported to PDF and I took that little Zip drive to Staples.

Everything is printed on nice cardstock.

Tomorrow, I shall trim the sheets and bind them by my prayer-filled hands.

Thank you, Jesus. You really wanted this gift to be given to Master Luiz, ONJJ and the BJJ community. Please prepare the hearts of those who receive it for ONJJ , Pedro and Master Perez. Thank you for staying on my back and holding me close. I love, love, LOVE you.

Movement

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Oh, make no mistake, this entire study today deserves a book of its own. However, I am only being nudged to share the spirit of today.

In short, I am home and was ready to go print a gift for ONJJ and Luis Palhares It was pressed hard into my spirit that whatever it ends up being, it must be given Thursday evening after Pedro Palhares finishes the clinic. His Timing, not mine.

YESSIR! #ISWYDT

I completed the final edits before Mark even left at 9:30 this morning.

Only the MASTERS are at 33 pt font in the final version. 💜✝️💜

MS Publisher (I am the epitome of old school) refused to save the file as a PDF. It must be PDF file on the drive whenever I get to Staples.

Three hours later, I have not moved from our room and this laptop. I have, however, learned how to clean up spool files and do other tasks to make my PC eventually do its job.

Because the final fix was a complete re-install of MS OFFICE, I knew I would be waiting a while. So, The lack of computer movement was used to make me ask Chat GPT about movement in The Bible.

The six words I studied began with the Hebrew for arise in ISA 60:1. I learned in recent months exactly what it means. I knew that was my starting point because He directed the step.

I sent my husband a text update:

I was not comfortable with AI until the Lord opened a door which can’t be shut. It’s kind of cute how He is telling me in this very moment that the cartwheel at Stacey’s house marked the day He invited me to play with Chat GPT.

God’s Perfect Timing. -#ISWYDT.

Thank you, Father God, for EVERY single thing. Here is the basic snapshot without the Hebrew word study.

No mistake it’s 12/3/25

Thank you, too, for Isaiah. I will keep drawing my joy from YOU and your wellspring of salvation. I love you. ��✝️💜

“Stay” is a Bridge

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Sometimes a song doesn’t just settle into the background of your day. It becomes a doorway.

I was driving, minding my own thoughts, when the line came through the speakers. Not dramatic, not even loud—just a reminder that what I have been given is “is gift of His great love.”

Zahara Zachary, I pray every human hears your talent and the song, “Stay”.

I wasn’t thinking about traffic, or errands, or anything practical. I was back in the heart-space where I first learned that I am invited, not because I earned it, but because I am wanted.

Jesus loves me big time. He loves you big time, as well. He had my spirit tied up in Psalm 5:7. 💜✝️💜

There is a point in every journey when you stop asking whether you are allowed to be there. When you stop apologizing for entering the room. When your head stops bowing from shame and starts bowing from reverence. That shift is subtle, but it changes everything.

I still haven’t written about purchasing a one year membership at One Nation Jiu-Jitsu – yesterday- but I know I belong there as much as anyone else.

The song is the bridge between where I was and where I’m going.

It reminded me of the girl I was at sixteen buying a sweater she didn’t think she deserved, and it reminded me of the woman I am now—walking into a dojo for a full year of training, not as an outsider, but as someone who belongs.

Same heartbeat. Different posture.

Love opens the door. But there comes a moment when love also hands you the key.

That’s Isaiah 22:22.

Not because you demand authority, but because you have learned to carry obedience differently. Because you understand the weight of what has been entrusted to you. Because you’ve walked through enough wilderness to know the difference between performance and calling.

This particular song illuminates what was already buried under the years: I enter by grace continue for His Good Purposes.

And maybe that’s the most beautiful thing…

Realizing I don’t just get to walk through the door.

I get to hold it open for others.

Thank you, Jesus. 💜✝️💜

Upside | Down

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Yesterday’s message at Creekmont hit deep. Matthew 7—get the plank out of your own eye, first. Eyes are delicate, be gentle, move slow. Every single day, we should be sharing the gospel, if only with ourselves.

I have prayers which can’t be published here or anywhere else. The easiest way to explain it is the Good Lord gave me a gag order. I will write separately about our experience yesterday becoming official members of Creekmont Church. It was beautiful and tear-inducing. 💜✝️💜

When the Lord woke me up today, I had a nudge to look up the person who awarded a black belt to the primary leader at One Nation Jiu-Jitsu. The “fine-tuning” nudges at the gym yesterday must be birthing these final steps. Still, as I began to read the article, my vision became so blurry, I could not finish reading.

It’s not the first time He has blurred my eyes. I knew it meant “come back to our tree and listen”. I sent the article to myself and went back to rest with Him to begin my day.

When it was time to drink my coffee and get moving before class today, I grabbed my Bible and flipped it open. I never know if I am unzipping it “right side up”. All I know after a decade of flipping is that He meets me with a message that frames my day. Today’s was extra impactful, right from the start.

Today, I flipped “upside down”. I kept thinking “USD” is not US Dollars and it’s not missing an “a” at the end. For me, USD is upside down flips that remind me who determines my posture. Being a follower of Jesus, I feel and certainly appear upside down from most of the world.

We are literally called to be set apart.

This is the mind and spirit given to me by the Master of the Universe. Makes me giggle to think how Hebrew is a “backwards” language to the western world—-yet it’s the most beautiful language —-it’s His Language. I love how He brought me to His language and to love His Land and His People, Israel.

The first line immediately took me back to the top right image. That photo was taken our last day in Italy, before we headed to the airport tonight come home. It was less than 12 hours from that photo to a miracle at JFK Terminal Two.

Wowza. I must get to ONJJ for class, and the Lord just linked me to something He had me write nearly two years ago. That link in the above blurb goes to the list of 40 God Stories. It begins with flipping to Jer 2:25.

I see what He did there. ISWYDT

Thank you, Jesus, for always, always, ALWAYS and in ALL WAYS having my back. I love you. 💜✝️💜

A Fair View

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Thank you, Jesus, for letting me breathe deeply today.

It’s after six and other than placing an order earlier, this is the first time I’ve touched the computer. Of course, I am running straight to My God Room to chat with you in writing. Still, I appreciate the way you navigated this day for me in photos and images.

Struggling with this letter and website hasn’t been a typical struggle. It feels like it’s meant to be this way for reasons I just don’t see yet. You showed me a bajillion words and feelings in some key photos. Perhaps the most loving way to explain “Why the BPC White Belt” is to pick 12 photos to represent the heart of what you are showing me. At present, there are more than twelve and I trust you will be the Grand Master of Editing, as well.

Thank you for keeping me so incredibly busy for YOU and for giving my writing a necessary rest. You know exactly how you wired me. You’ve had me creating, pondering, praying and simply loving everyone on my path. Today, you connected me to Brittany, mom of four, and let me meet her sweet kiddos, Sage and Ryman. Thank you for her sweetness, honesty and willingness to consider how Jiu-jitsu may be a great solution to benefit her. What a wonderful day it’s been at CV with our customers. Maurice’s smile and KO talking about his five years of BJJ before hip replacement last year. I praise you for all of it.

I believe you closed our Smyrna Community Vapor so I would find my jiu-jitsu community at One Nation Jiu-Jitsu. You know how grateful I am for everyone there. I am still closing my eyes from time to time to remember how radiant Mushaffa’s face was two weeks ago. Somewhere, I have written about it but I don’t think it ever got posted in here. In short, to be witness to the spark which was evident on Mushaffa’s beautiful face when a move clicked was encouraging to me. I know she has only been rolling about three weeks more than I have. In short, it was humbling and exciting in the same breath. It felt good to miss her last Sunday and yet pray she and her sweet family had a blessed trip to Costa Rica. I’m looking forward to seeing all the women at class tomorrow.

You’ve given me a full week without writing here for your good purposes. I may not know all of the details yet, but the one thing that is crystal clear is that there will be a very public letter to serve as the landing page of Jiu-Jitsu Wilderness. #ISWYDT.

Letters, letters, and more letters. Hey, Hey Hey—-I remember it is the fifth letter in Hebrew and in YHWH’s name.

You do like to teach me things based on things you’ve had me to write down. I just learned there are roughly 442 public posts in the entirety of My God Room, spanning nearly ten years. I’ve just had my eyeballs attacked by counting how many posts since May 8.

Holy Mother of Pearl and Praise you, Father God! You are the Master of the Universe and clearly the Master of My God Room.

Considering I haven’t posted anything in 8 days, this is still my 19th post in November. There were 48 in October. You CLEARLY had me busy. That is 67 in the past two months alone.

Add another 20-September, 13-August, 25-July, 29 in June and 5 in May. That is another 92.

159 posts since May 8.

Yippee! More than 33 percent of “My God Room” has been posted since May 8. I am not surprised. You know me, Jesus. I’m giddy each time you teach me anything. But in nearly ten years, I don’t think I’ve ever posted this much in such a relatively short time. I know mathematically it’s closer to 35 percent. I am keeping in line with “dropping the 2” here. #YESSiR

Father God, thank you for cranking my spirit the way you did on May 8. It is proof to me that there are “good cranks”. 🤣🤣🤣 I won’t be using that language tomorrow at One Nation Jiu-Jitsu, as this is between us. Thank you teaching me to “drop the 2” and the pure gem you gave me in Lamentations 3:58. I love you.

Psalm 137:4

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137.44 was a really important number yesterday in our business. It stood out immediately and the Lord made it clear enough that I couldn’t ignore it. He nudged me straight to Psalm 137, and specifically verse 4:

“How shall we sing the Lord’s song in a foreign land?”

And the moment I read that, I felt it. Not sadness—clarity. This wasn’t about sales. It was about assignment, and about how some things in life just quietly shift seasons without making a big dramatic announcement.

Fast-forward to today. I pull into One Nation Jiu-Jitsu, listening to Zahira Zachary singing “Stay” from my iTunes library—already deep in worship, already soft in my spirit—and when my Bluetooth disconnected as I parked, the exact same song was playing on the radio.

If that wasn’t a Godwink, then I don’t even know what qualifies anymore.

Inside the gym it was Q&A day. Tyrone and Matt were there, Geo was teaching as the black belt, and Jaden popped in. Coach Sadie and Coach Sam were around too. I watched them drill getting out of an anaconda and a couple of other tight spots, and then I asked my question about shrimping—the way your hips need to rotate, the angle, the mechanics. And I actually got a great answer. That’s something I need to drill again.

Then came the moment:
“Carol, do you want to roll today?”

And yes, of course I wanted to.
But I told them the truth. My plan is to roll on Sundays and Mondays, take Tuesday through Thursday to heal, and then come on Fridays and just feel it out.

Coach Sam said, “That’s wise.”
Not “wise for 57.”
Just… wise.

Right there, between the Godwink in the car and the confirmation on the mat, Psalm 137 started making sense. It wasn’t God saying, “Stop singing.” It was God saying something else to me.

There are times in life where the Lord lets you hang your harp—not in defeat, but in obedience. Not because the music is over, but because the location of the song is changing.

And then, as I sat with it, He brought me to the very last line in Psalms:

Psalm 150:6 — “Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Praise the Lord.”

Psalm 137 is the moment the song pauses.
Psalm 150 is the moment the breath returns.

Yesterday felt like Psalm 137.
Today felt like Psalm 150.

Breath.
Clarity.
Rest.
Strength.
Direction.
A new song rising.

And all of it—from the strange sales number, to Zahira Zachary singing in stereo, to the wisdom on the mat—was the Lord saying:

“Daughter, you’re not in the foreign land anymore.
Breathe.
Move wisely.
Walk in the pace I give you.
And let everything that has breath in you—praise Me.”

Exactly the plan as I enter the quotes into a standard format. Thank you, Jesus.

BPC-157

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In between getting my messy nightstand cleaned off and other tasks, I hopped on Facebook and shared about my cousin “retiring from retirement”. 🤣🤣🤣

I clicked to join a jiu-jitsu Facebook Group and there was a post which delved into injuries in the comments.

I bumped into something called BPC-157 and had to laugh. Come on, I AM the Original Blonde Polish Chick!

I am ONE 57 year old Blonde Polish Chick who loves to help others in healing. I am just beginning at One Nation Jiu-Jitsu and I am recovering from rolling Sunday and Monday.

I am PEP Personified and now I learn 15 peptides use BPC to define them!

Three fives. Threes and fives. Jesus has rhythm no doubt.

And honestly, the more I read, the funnier it got.
People in the Phoenix MMA/BJJ world are swearing by this little peptide for inflammation, tendon repair, gut healing — basically everything short of resurrecting your dignity after being pancaked by a purple belt half your size.

Laughter is fantastic medicine. Still, His Word is salve to any wound. Let’s go straight to Scripture.

There is only one verse 157 in the entire Bible, and it is in Psalm 119:157.

One verse numbered 157, in the longest chapter of Scripture, and it is about standing firm under pressure without abandoning what God has said.

Then the “old Ronco commercial” strikes again and I am nudged to wait because “there is MORE!” What about the fifteenth chapter and 7th verse? What about the first book with 57 verses?

For clarity, it’s NEVER a bad idea to hunt everything down in scripture.

John 15:7 says, “If you remain in Me and My words remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you.”

This is the verse of abiding, alignment, and answered prayer — the heart posture of staying close enough to hear Him and bold enough to ask.

Romans 15:7 says, “Therefore welcome one another as Christ has welcomed you, for the glory of God.”

This is the verse of community, hospitality, and belonging — exactly the message that has been echoing through everything we are building for the JJ Wilderness project.

Proverbs 15:7 says, “The lips of the wise spread knowledge, but the hearts of fools are not steadfast.” This is the verse of wisdom, discernment, and the responsibility to speak truth with clarity and intention.

Luke 1:57 says, “Now the time came for Elizabeth to give birth, and she bore a son.” This is the verse of divine timing, fulfilled promise, and the birth of a calling long prepared.

Suffice it to say I have accepted my calling of 44 years at an exponentially deeper level. I am within weeks of delivering this little “creative baby” to the world.

All of them together — Psalm 119:157, John 15:7, Romans 15:7, Proverbs 15:7, and Luke 1:57 — form a pattern: standing firm, abiding deeply, building community, speaking wisdom, and stepping into the moment God has appointed.

And, maybe, just maybe, because Divine Humor is one of His Love Languages with me, He flipped the script and this appeared. of all the chapter seven and verse fifteens, this is the one He chose for me.

Thank you, Grand Master Jesus.