A Reflection on the Journey Behind the Book
There are seasons in life when the storm doesn’t just knock on your door—it walks in uninvited and makes itself comfortable. It sits in the middle of your life and dares you to break under the weight of what you didn’t see coming. These are the moments when you look at your own reflection and whisper, “Lord, how much more can I take,” not because you lack faith but because the pressure has been relentless. The hits come back‑to‑back, and the fire feels hotter than anything you imagined you could survive. Tested, Tried, and Still Chosen was born in that exact place of raw honesty and spiritual collision. It came from the space where God meets you in the rubble of what tried to destroy you.
This book did not come from the polished place where everything makes sense. It did not come from the healed place where the testimony is already wrapped in a bow. It came from the place where your voice shakes, your heart bleeds, and your faith is forced to stand naked in the middle of the storm. It came from the moments when I didn’t think I would survive what was happening around me or inside me. It came from betrayals that cut deeper than words and heartbreaks that left me gasping for air. It came from the night my daughter was shot six times, and I had to decide whether to collapse or call on the God who had carried me before.
Every trial became a teacher, reshaping how I saw myself and God. Every heartbreak became a sharpening that forced me to confront what I had been avoiding. Every loss became a revelation, exposing what was temporary and what was eternal. Every storm became a stage where God proved Himself faithful in ways I had never experienced before. The journey taught me that survival is not the end goal; transformation is. And transformation only happens when you stop running from the fire and start recognizing what it’s refining.
This book is not just my story; it is a mirror for every woman who has ever whispered, “Why me,” and lived long enough to hear heaven respond, “Because I chose you.”
It is for the woman who has been underestimated but didn’t realize she was being positioned for elevation. It is for the woman who has been under attack but didn’t understand that the attack was confirmation of her assignment. It is for the woman who has cried in silence but didn’t know her tears were watering the ground for her next season.
He chooses the ones who walked through fire and came out with evidence that heaven was with them the entire time. He chooses the ones who didn’t just endure the storm but evolved inside it.