Day 40 – Full Circle

May 10, 2026 — Sunday (Mother’s Day)

The last day.

Day 40.

And somehow…

God lined everything up perfectly.

When I first started documenting this journey, I knew I wanted to do it for 40 days.

The number just felt significant.

Biblical.

Intentional.

Forty days and forty nights.

Forty years in the wilderness.

Jesus fasting for forty days before stepping into ministry.

So I thought:

“Forty days sounds right.”

What I didn’t realize…

was where Day 40 would land.

Mother’s Day

Fourteen years ago…

on Mother’s Day…

I raised my hand in church and gave my heart to the Lord.

That was the beginning.

A few weeks later, on a mountain in California, I fully committed my life to God.

But Mother’s Day was the moment everything started.

And now…

fourteen years later…

Day 40 of my first forty days in ministry lands on Mother’s Day.

There’s no coincidence in that.

None.

God’s Timing Is Different Than Ours

The more I walk with God…

the more I realize:

He sees the entire picture long before we ever do.

There are moments in life that seem random while you’re living them.

But years later…

you look back and realize:

God was connecting everything the entire time.

My Mom Joined The Church

This day was powerful for another reason.

My mom joined the church.

She started church classes.

She was sitting there with me on Mother’s Day.

And toward the end of the message…

the pastor had all the mothers and grandmothers sit down.

Then he asked all the children to stand.

Even the adult children.

And he began talking about the unseen sacrifices mothers make.

The sleepless nights.

The prayers.

The worry.

The sacrifices nobody sees.

And he said something that really hit me:

“The fruit of a mother’s life is sitting right in front of her.”

Man…

I lost it.

I looked at my mom…

and she looked at me…

and I just started weeping.

Because I know what she walked through.

I know the sacrifices.

I know the struggles.

I know the fear.

And now here we were…

together…

in church…

on Mother’s Day…

after everything.

God truly restores things.

The Test

What’s wild is that even stepping into ministry came with a test.

The very day the church officially told me they wanted to bring me on staff…

one of the companies I sold asked me to buy the business back.

And financially?

It would have made far more sense.

Way more money.

More familiarity.

More comfort.

It was almost like this crossroads:

Go back to the old life…

or fully step into the new one.

And I remember thinking:

“No. I’m all in.”

The same way I said years ago when I committed my life to God.

I Never Thought This Would Be My Life

If you would’ve told me years ago that one day I’d be in ministry…

I wouldn’t have believed you.

I thought my life would look completely different.

Hollywood.

Business.

Entrepreneurship.

Fame.

Money.

Success.

And for a season…

I had a lot of that.

But none of it brought the peace I was searching for.

Now I look around…

and somehow I ended up exactly where God always intended me to be.

The Beauty Of Looking Back

That’s why documenting these forty days mattered to me.

Because years from now…

I’ll be able to look back and remember:

• how it started

• what God was teaching me

• how uncertain some moments felt

• how faithful He was through all of it

And maybe somebody else reading this…

someone standing at their own crossroads…

will realize:

God is writing a story bigger than the one they planned for themselves.

The Realization

I think the biggest thing I’ve learned over these forty days is this:

God often has to dismantle the life you planned…
before He can build the life He intended.

And honestly?

I’m thankful He did.

The Anchor

“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.” Romans 8:28

Closing Thought

Forty days ago…

I started documenting a new season of life.

Today…

I realize this wasn’t the start of the story.

It was the continuation of a story God started writing years ago.

And looking back now…

I can finally see the fingerprints.

Not coincidence.

Not luck.

Not randomness.

Providence.

And for the first time in my life…

I truly feel at peace with where the road is leading.