Nobody talks about the transitional space. We hear sermons about leaving Egypt. We celebrate stepping into the Promise Land. But almost nobody talks about the place in between — the uncomfortable, stretching, lonely space where God is stripping the old so He can elevate you into the new. This is the space where Moses couldn’t go… so he sent twelve men to scope out the land. A space where God lets you SEE the promise before you ever get to ENTER it. But what about us today? What about the people who are: • Letting go of relationships that no longer serve their destiny • Releasing chaos, dysfunction, or emotional caretaking • Breaking generational patterns • Healing from rejection, abandonment, and silence • Being stretched into emotional maturity • Recovering from self-betrayal and overgiving • Preparing for new friendships, new love, new opportunities • Transforming their minds to match what God is doing • Fighting not to sabotage what they prayed for • Learning not to rescue everyone while losing themselves This transitional space is holy… but it is also heavy. It looks like elevation from the outside, but feels like warfare on the inside. It’s where the old version of you dies but the new version hasn’t fully risen. It’s where God says: “You can’t bring that mindset into your Promise Land.” “You can’t take those old wounds with you.” “You can’t love the new way using the old patterns.” “You can’t take everybody with you.” And this is exactly where God has me right now. In this transitional space, God has been teaching me: • To stop begging people to stay • To detach from chaos without guilt • To stop rescuing everyone — including the people I love the most • To walk in my feminine power instead of over-functioning • To let people (including my children and partner) grow without me carrying their weight • To embrace the new woman He is birthing in me • To hold on to the promise even when the process feels painful • To stop letting silence trigger me • To trust God’s timing when mine runs out