Annie Stewart Lambert Blog

  • There Is Still Beauty In This

    There Is Still Beauty In This

    If you looked at my story from the outside,You might see the broken pieces.The cracks. The silence. The shame.The chapters I never wanted to live, let alone speak out loud. But if you look closer, You’ll also see fingerprints.God’s fingerprints.Right there in the wreckage. Because I’ve come to believe something deep down in my soul:There’s… Read more

  • I’m Not Hiding Anymore

    I’m Not Hiding Anymore

    There was a time when I shrunk back.When I kept quiet, even when I had something to say.When I hid what God was doing in me because I didn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable.I had learned to survive by playing small… To make myself less noticeable, less complicated, less… me. But Jesus didn’t save me… Read more

  • Joy Is On The Way

    Joy Is On The Way

    For a long time, I forgot what joy felt like. Not fake laughter. Not the smile you put on to keep people from asking questions. I’m talking about real joy. The kind that rises up and surprises you. The kind that bubbles out when you’re not performing, not pretending… just being. Somewhere along the way,… Read more

  • Peace That Makes No Sense

    Peace That Makes No Sense

    There’s a kind of peace that doesn’t make sense.Not because things got easier, but because Jesus got closer. For most of my life, peace felt like a finish line I couldn’t reach.I thought peace would come when the pain stopped.When the people apologized.When the memories stopped haunting me.When everything finally made sense. But I waited.And… Read more

  • Learning To Rest

    Learning To Rest

    I didn’t always know how to rest. Not real rest. Not soul-deep rest.Not the kind of rest that says, “I’m safe now.”I knew how to work. How to push. How to endure.I knew how to hold it together when I was falling apart.How to serve when I was empty.How to smile when I was breaking.… Read more

  • I Still Have Purpose

    I Still Have Purpose

    There was a time I wondered if God could still use me.Not because I didn’t love Him, but because I was so tired.So bruised.So broken from what I had endured.I looked at my life and thought, Surely I missed it. Surely I’m too late. Surely there’s too much damage to still have a calling. But… Read more