The Voice, The Bride and the Moment I Was Chosen

Last night, I had this dream....

Not the kind you forget by morning.

This one stayed with me.

It felt sacred...like a message from God wrapped in metaphor and memory...delivered while I slept.

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The Kitchen: Overwhelming, Chaotic, and Over-Seasoned

It started in a massive kitchen-meant to be a place of nourishment.

But it was chaos.

Cooks were everywhere. Food was being over-seasoned...way too much spice, too much effort ...like someone was desperately trying to force flavor that wasn’t naturally there.

It hit me deeply.

It was the way I’ve lived so much of my life.

Trying too hard.

Doing too much.

Overcompensating.

Doing more to feel like I’m "enough"

And in the midst of the noise, I looked up.

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The Staircase and the Bride

She was glowing...walking up a grand staircase in a flowing white dress.

Elegant. Peaceful. Set apart.

She looked like she belonged somewhere I didn’t.

I watched from below, shrinking in silence, assuming I was just the observer.

But then she turned.

Locked eyes with me.

And said to the people around her:

> “Her. Bring her.”

She chose me.

And in that moment, the chaos around me faded.

Because I wasn’t just watching something beautiful. I had become part of it.

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The Singer: Pregnant. Powerful. Unignorable.

The dream shifted again.

Now I was inside a rehearsal or play, and a pregnant redhead stood center stage.

Her voice echoed through the entire room...powerful, raw, holy.

She wasn’t trying to impress anyone.

She was just being. And it was stunning.

Someone near me whispered, “Who’s singing?”

They began looking for her.

And when they found her… they were in awe.

She wasn’t me. But she represented something stirring in me.

> She was untamed creativity.

She was voice.

She was unapologetic presence.

She was what I’ve been searching for in myself:

The boldness to be heard. The courage to be seen.

And the fact that she was pregnant? That mattered.

Because I realized...I’m birthing something too.

Not physically, but creatively.

This blog, this voice, this new chapter… it’s something sacred growing inside me.

And now, it’s finally being brought into the world.

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The Spiritual Meaning

This dream wasn’t just a collection of scenes ...it was a mirror.

It showed me:

The kitchen: how I’ve overworked and overwhelmed myself to be "enough"

The bride: that I am already chosen, even when I feel like the outsider

The singer: that voice doesn’t always start as yours-but seeing it in others wakes it up in you

And maybe the most powerful thing?

It all felt like God’s whisper.

> “You thought you were just surviving. But I’ve been preparing you. You’re not invisible. You’re the one I’ve chosen.”

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And Now… I’m Ready to Sing

Not necessarily on a stage.

But here. In this blog. In this space I’m building with faith and fire.

I may still be finding my voice...but I’m not afraid to use it anymore.

Because I’m not the outsider.

I’m not the chaos.

I’m not the background character in someone else’s dream.

> I am chosen.

I am becoming.

And I am no longer shrinking at the bottom of the stairs...

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John 15:16 (ESV):

“You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go and bear fruit and that your fruit should abide, so that whatever you ask the Father in my name, he may give it to you.”

Jesus reminds us here that we are not where we are by accident.

We are not hustling our way into belonging- we were appointed for this.

And not just to exist, but to create, to grow, and to flourish.

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More Truths for the One Who Feels Unseen

Isaiah 43:1 “Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine.”

1 Peter 2:9 "But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.”

Ephesians 1:4 “For He chose us in Him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in His sight.”

Deuteronomy 14:2 “For you are a people holy to the Lord your God. Out of all the peoples on the face of the earth, the Lord has chosen you to be His treasured possession.”

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Kristen, Unfiltered Xo 💋