Frustration

Meaning; the feeling of being annoyed or less confident because you cannot achieve what you want. 

Feeling of annoyance that occurs when something doesn’t go as you expect. 

A deception or a disappointment. 

For the last few days “I feel” this feeling which I couldn’t explain. I kept asking in prayer and seeking to see if I could find out what it is.  Where it comes from and why I “feel” like this. 

Until I saw a pattern of behavior. That comes when I put expectation in people. Unconsciously I expect things to be different, just to see the same, manipulation, lies and compromise. Little by little I get dragged into it.  

Unknowingly, I slipped and there I was. Right away I was able to walk away, reassess the situation, come to fully  acknowledge my wrong. I took full responsibility for my actions, confessed  it, asked for forgiveness,  I kept quiet out of obedience and I listened. 

Just to realize I had been played. Weeks, months or perhaps years of waiting, had paid off, or so it think.  

I cannot change what took place. But I will make the best of the situation, the outcome won’t be what the enemy thought it might be. If God is allowing it to take place, then I will use the situation as a lesson. Nothing goes to waste. 

Guilt and condemnation try to hold me hostage. Fear tries to paralyze me. But I know better. I am able to recognize and see what is really taking place. God is going after my heart. 

I am allowing the Lord to show me my motives.  To investigate what may be lying dormant there. A split second of an unguarded tongue brought out anger, jealousy, greed, and mistrust. 

Dig into your reservoir of Faith. Bring forth the word in you that will heal you, restorer and set you free. We are not perfect; none of us are, let us learn from every that comes against us. Let us hold on tight to the word of God.  Take your stand, hold your ground. Make a testimony of your test it helps you grow. We are not perfect, but we serve a perfect God. 

“Encourage and rebuke with all authority, do not let anyone despise you” Titus 2:15

Ivette Diaz-Yee 

July 2024

Resilient

Resilient: someone who is able to withstand or recover quickly from difficult conditions or trauma. 

I am calling out all of the resilient people who feel like they can’t do it anymore. 

It’s going to be okay. 

You can let go now. You can sit down and cry. You can weep. You can feel angry at what happened to you. You have permission to feel sad about the way your life has gone. You have permission to grieve the life you thought you’d have. Stop running from it. Embrace the pain. Embrace the fear. Embrace the tears. 

Then get up, straighten your crown, wipe your eyes and take back your life. 

You are not alone. You are seen. You are loved. You are important. You are strong. You are cared for. You are amazing. You are more than a conqueror. 

I’m so proud of you. How you get up each day and put others before yourself, even though you feel like you’re barely surviving yourself. 

I want you to give yourself permission to rest your mind today. It’s all going to be okay. God has it all worked out in your favor. Turn to Him. Surrender it to Him. I promise you, He will never let you down. His ways are higher than ours. His plan is better than ours. Take every closed door as a sign of rescue. God has better for you! Sit down. Rest. 

Today is a good day to have a good day. Today WE will rejoice and be glad in it. 

I love you and Jesus loves you most ❤️

Chelsey Aho

7/11/24

Drive thru Church

As I sit meditating and pondering in the last few days events. I am amazed in how God has worked everything in our life for our own good. 

It’s has been few months since we said good bye to the place we had called home. A lot off changes had taken place in our life.  

We had felt like nomad in search for the green pastures and good waters. 

As I sit and reflect. Getting ready once again to said good bye to this place I had found I asked the Lord what I should do, for the benefit not just for me but my husband. 

I heard this inside my heart “drive thru church” it hit hard. 

For the last few years that’s what I had been doing. Going to church and leaving before service to run back to work. 

It had help me that I had Coffe Talk with the girls, I have my core and lately I found a woman’s group; which they had embrace me and we meet twice a month. I had mature and I know how to draw water for myself, but in the mist off all I had forgotten my husband. 

I can not go back to a drive thru church where my husband won’t be feeding properly. Where he be able to find a father figure to teach him, how to become a warrior for God and a leader in his home and work. Where he be able to learn and to grown deeper in Christ. 

So as I sit and reflect how we have become a “drive thru society” specially with everything happening around us, feel better and safer to just drive thru, have it tour way and mi e forward. 

But at what cost?  What or whom you are neglecting? 

Today I thank God that He has open my eyes to the reality that we need each other’s. We need to be connected with those off the same faith. And we need to see and accept the new faces of faith. 

So as I go, getting ready to said goodbye to someone new as we move to something new. Both are new, but one is more important than the other; because the new, new is for us, instead the old new was just for myself. 

The time has come for you to know whats the new in your life that you need to let go for the new, new  to come in. 

Love. 

Ivette Díaz-Yee 

July 2021

#wordinspired 

Mustard Seed Faith

Hello To all you All,

I’m Ivette niece. 

I want to begin by thanking you for your prayers as I recently needed a a donor for a Living Liver Transplant. Through out this journey as difficult as it was leading to the actual news that I indeed was coming to expiration and would urgently need a donor. The Lord had shown me over and over again TO BE STILL. I would hear Him whisper that He did not bring me here to leave me here. Although my faith was that of a muster seed, occasionally the flesh would remind me of Fear and that I would not be around to see my kids grow or continue to be a wife or live for that matter. 

My donor arrived as a match May 11th and my operation was set for May 20th. I was told medically I would not be here past May 20th.

Praise My Lord Jesus as He did not bring me here to leave me here. As I stood STILL and believed that He would save me. My beautiful daughter was my Donor and today marks a few things.

1. Today marks 40 days “biblical number”. My aunt told me that in the 40th day I would go home and praise Jesus because today I am flying back home to see my husband and son.

2. Prayers are alive

3. ⁠once you experience the LOVE of a true Father, it’s easy to lean in and lose it all knowing He will work all in things into your greater purpose. I watched Him use my only daughter in such a mighty way with strength, courage and Love.

The gift of life is beautiful. 

I thank all you prayer warriors especially my beautiful aunt Ivette 

No luck, no miracle pure blessings.

Thank you My Jesus 🙌🏽❤️🙌🏽

Victorious

 Victorious—to win, to conquer. To have won, to achieve, to have victory, to triumph. But it is also to battle—especially when we don’t feel victorious.

I stand on the promises of God in my life.

But transformation had to take place.

A metamorphosis is taking place—and it will continue to take place within me.

The me that hides behind the clothing or makeup.

The one no one sees.

Romans 12:2

“Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind (cleaning up the clutter), that you may prove what is the good and acceptable and perfect will of God.”

(Think about what you’re thinking about.)

To be transformed is to undergo a thorough or dramatic change in form, appearance, or character. A condition. A change of my very nature. A change at the heart of who I am. I was made new.

2 Corinthians 5:17

“I am a new creation; the old has passed away.”

I was born again (1 Peter 1:23).

I became a child of God (John 1:12 — “But as many as received Him, to them He gave the power to become the daughters of God”).

What you see today is a work in progress that began 23 years ago.

I am not perfect by any means.

I am me—at times too loud, too much.

But I am me. I am unique—unlike anyone else.

There’s no one else like me!

Today, I am winning the battle for my soul.

I tell on myself.

(Don’t be too proud to tell on yourself—to yourself.)

I don’t play games. Where you are going to spend eternity matters to me. 

Fifteen years ago, the Lord spoke to my heart and whispered,

“You weren’t created to fit in, but to stand out.” I am to swim against the current that is trying to take us down. 

I didn’t just get clean from addiction, mental illness, or jail.

I wasn’t just delivered from the morgue.

The Lord Himself delivered me—and set me free.

Jonah (2002)

“In my distress, I called out to the Lord, and he answered me. From the depths of the grave I called for help and you listened to my cry”  that’s the scripture the Lord used to wake me up. 

There’s a big difference between being clean and being free. When you are clean you walk through life expecting to get dirty, you work hard in order to stay clean, afraid that you may fall; but when you are Free, you walk in victory and Godfidence. 

The Lord broke the chains that were holding me back.

He silenced the voices that tormented me.

He removed the smell and shadows that followed me.

I am no longer bound—I am loosed.

But the big difference is:

I am a loosed woman for God—going into places only He could send me.

Today, I walk in the freedom I have found in Him.

My Godfidence comes from Him.

He placed my feet on solid ground.

My rock bottom became the foundation on which I now stand firm.

I was raised from the ashes.

The Lord saved me—but prayer kept me.

He changed me and gave me a new name, a new purpose, and a calling.

I am clay in His hands—for His purpose.

I am becoming who He created me to be.

First of all, I am a daughter.

A wife.

A mother.

A voice for the voiceless.

A bridge.

A hand.

A carrier of His glory.

There is no one like me.

God broke the mold when He fashioned me.

(Each of us was fashioned, formed, shaped, framed, and crafted—God took His time with every single one of us.)

My value comes from Him.

My worth comes from Him.

People, things, and places do not define who I am in Him.

It is not in me, but through me.

I gave myself away so He could use me.

God is waiting on you, so you could walk also Victoriously. 

Blessings 

Ivette Diaz-Yee@

May 2025 

Inside Job

 God is doing an inside job in each and every one of us.

In order to go higher, we must first go deeper within ourselves. Give Him full authority and permission to do whatever is necessary. Cleaning the house starts inside the house.

He needs to examine our inner selves—exploring the hidden areas, questioning our character, and understanding our background. Allow Him to get to the root of who we are. Let Him cross-examine us, ask detailed questions, and reveal the truth within us. Examine your thoughts, actions, and motives.

We are not alone—we have each other. Our hurts, insecurities, fears, disappointments, and pain have brought us together. We hold one another’s broken pieces to help rebuild and strengthen each other.

The world tells us to be competitive—and in the workplace, that’s often necessary. It’s how we advance: with titles, education, and goals. But sometimes, in climbing the ladder of success, we lose ourselves. We step over each other, pull down those ahead of us, only to find ourselves at the top—alone.

As spiritual daughters, when I lift my hand, my sister—my friend—is there to help me up. And when I make it, I look back to help the one behind me, sometimes stepping down to lift her up. I make room for her and celebrate her accomplishments.

God is doing an inside job—and it starts with self. This is what He has shown me about myself. All these years, I thought it was just my character—only to realize I had been carrying residue into my walk.

Today, I looked around, watching faithfully for the one hiding in plain sight. I extended my hand to help her rise.

From my heart to your heart.

With love,

Ivette Díaz-Yee@

Original notes taken on 5/11/19

Which Way To Go

 Crossroads and Thresholds

There are times in our spiritual walk when we come to a crossroad—a new way out, new opportunities. In the natural, each road may lead to greener pastures, fresh possibilities, and new beginnings.

That happened to me many years ago—back in 2003. As I was preparing to enter a new season in my life, I found myself in a place where I had to make a decision: Would I continue on my road to healing and wholeness, or would I take one of the other roads ahead of me?

Coming home to my family and friends, having a place to live with my children, and even getting my job back with the company that had sent me on medical leave six months earlier—all of it seemed like a dream come true.

I had missed my kids. It was the first time I had ever been away from them. I was on fire for the Lord and learning to develop a deeper relationship with Him. It seemed like an answered prayer. Everything I had asked for in the natural was there: a place to stay, a job, my family, my friends.

But something inside me wasn’t at peace. Something didn’t feel right. Even though everything looked perfect on the outside, inside, I wrestled. Then I came across this scripture:

“Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, ‘This is the way; walk in it.’” — Isaiah 30:21

My life had been a roller coaster. I had walked many roads just to find my way back home. I faced detours. Life had derailed me. I had to make stops along the way to refocus, to find my way around the hurt and disappointment. I had allowed situations and distractions to hold me back. Fears and insecurities had imprisoned me. But in the midst of it all, one thing I never lost was hope. My hope is in the Lord. 

I’ve learned to cry out for help. To ask for direction, prayer, and support. I’ve sat with therapists, asked people to hold me accountable, and kept moving forward. Learn to surround myself with those with the same mindset and spirit.

Now, as I stand at the threshold of life, ready to take the next step, I’m stepping out in faith. My recovery is not just for me, but for the person who will receive help because I chose to recover.

Let’s be honest—we’re all recovering from something. Someone wrote on Facebook the other day:

“If you want something you’ve never had, you must be willing to do something you’ve never done before.”

It stuck with me. And today, the Lord called me awesome. I looked up the definition on Google:“Extremely impressive, amazing, unbelievable.”

And it’s all because of Him. So here I am…Stepping over the threshold!!!

In Jesus’ name, Amen.

 Ivette Diaz-Yee 

2/2020