New Wine, New Mind, New Mercy

To the woman I used to be, thank you for getting me here. It’s safe to let go.

To the woman I used to be: Thank you for surviving when rest was never guaranteed. For building when you were broken. For choosing softness when the world demanded steel.

You carried me this far— and I honor every version of you.

But now, you can rest.

New Season, New Vessel

“No one pours new wine into old wineskins… if they do, the wine will burst the skins; the wine is lost and so are the skins. But new wine must be put into fresh wineskins.” — Mark 2:22 (NIV)

This sacred text is more than metaphor—it’s divine instruction.

You cannot hold this next season in an outdated vessel. Not in old survival patterns. Not in borrowed beliefs. Not in the voice of a past self still trying to earn freedom.

You are no longer who you were. You are no longer where you’ve been.

Freedom isn’t a location—it’s a mindset.

So if your mind still lives in the wilderness, it’s time to move. Not through force. But through radical rest.

This Week’s Rest Reflection

Start interrogating your own mind— not to self-doubt, but to self-liberate.

Ask yourself:

• What belief am I still carrying that no longer fits this season?

• What version of me am I loyal to that no longer exists?

• What part of my identity has become a wineskin I’ve outgrown?

Then softly say to her: Thank you. You can rest now.

You are not behind. You are becoming. And even becoming deserves rest.