God’s Design
Returning to God’s Design, One Heart at a Time
I’ve watched with a heavy heart as things I once held as sacred have shifted. Churches I loved, like the Nazarene church and others, have pulpits now filled with teachings I can’t find in Scripture. I’ve sat in pews in Eugene and seen roles reversed — women leading where I believe Scripture says men are called to lead, and men silent where I believe they’re called to cover. It grieved me, because when we move outside of God’s order, the whole house feels it.
I believe God designed man to lead the family and the church with humility and sacrifice. I believe He designed woman to teach, to nurture, to pour life into the next generation. Neither is less. Both are needed. But when we swap those roles, confusion follows. Families feel it. Children feel it.
And it’s not just the pulpit. I see it online, too. So many are addicted to Facebook, to scrolling, to being seen — and their home life suffers. Dishes pile up. Kids raise themselves. We’ve traded the dinner table for the timeline. Even something small, like Starbucks every day, can become a chain when we’re looking for comfort in a cup instead of in Christ.
I don’t say this to condemn. I’ve been broken. I’ve been confused. I’ve been in the cocoon. But when I put God first — truly first — He showed me order brings peace. He showed me that healing starts when I look within, when I study His Word for myself, and when I take responsibility for my own walk.
So I pray. I pray for pastors to seek truth over trends. I pray for families to return to the table. I pray for men to rise as servant-leaders, and for women to be honored as teachers of life and faith. I pray for those lost in addiction — to screens, to substances, to applause — to find freedom in the quiet place with God.
We can’t control every church or every feed. But we can control our knees. Our Bibles. Our homes.
Revival doesn’t start on a platform. It starts when one person chooses God’s way over man’s way.
And that one person… can be you. Can be me.
