Doing The Hard Things
“But speak my words to them whether they listen or fail to listen, for they are rebellious.”
Hello Lovelies,
This season of my life has been one of both grief and growth. Grief because of what I see around me. Growth because even in my wrestling, God continues to teach me more about His heart.
What grieves me most is this: people who proclaim the name of Christ, but live in ways completely opposite of His Word. At first, my heart zeroed in on those in positions of ministry — pastors, leaders, teachers — because Scripture is clear that they will be judged more strictly (James 3:1). And yet, the more I sit with the Lord, the more I see that this call to holiness isn’t just for those on the platform. It’s for all of us who claim to love and follow Him.
“If you love me, you will keep my commands.”
— John 14:15
It doesn’t matter if you’re a minister, a small business owner, a student, or someone with a social media following. If you carry His name, your life should reflect His Word.
As many of you know, last year (August 26, 2024) I denounced my membership in a sorority (you can read the full blog here). That decision didn’t come lightly. It came through conviction, prayer, fasting, and ultimately obedience to God.
On the outside, Greek organizations look like harmless service and sisterhood or brotherhood. But when I was honest before God, I could no longer ignore the rituals, the vows, and the altars I once bowed at. I had to choose Him above culture, community, and even the business I built around that world.
That obedience came with a cost. People looked at me funny. Some told me “it’s not that deep.” Others thought I went too far or supported me but I knew it wasn’t geniune. Yet I knew what God required of me.
And so when I go back to the church I grew up in as I’ve been spending a lot of time home this summer — and I see believers proudly affiliated with these organizations — my heart grieves. Because when others see them in leadership or even just faithfully serving in church, it makes it seem as though it’s all okay.
Where the Grief Deepens
What makes this so heavy is that many Christians will boldly take a stance against things like homosexuality — pointing to Scripture and saying “it’s clear.” But when it comes to idolatry, the lines suddenly blur. People think bringing Christ into their idols, into their organizations, makes it holy.
Yet the Bible is very clear:
“Now the works of the flesh are obvious: sexual immorality, moral impurity, promiscuity, idolatry, sorcery, hatreds, strife, jealousy, outbursts of anger, selfish ambitions, dissensions, factions, envy, drunkenness, carousing, and anything similar. I am warning you about these things — as I warned you before — that those who practice such things will not inherit the kingdom of God.”
— Galatians 5:19–21 CSB
I wrestle when I overhear conversations where people say, “I did my research before joining, I don’t understand why people denounce.” I wrestle when I want to speak up, but the Spirit tells me to be still. I wrestle because I once thought the same way.
I used to be blind to the truth, too. I had a veiled view of Christ. And sometimes I forget that.
My Ministry and MissToo Made It
I was led to study various moments in the bible where the Lord commissioned those in Christ to do the hard things regardless of what their situation looked like. And like Ezekiel, like Isaiah, like Moses, God often sends His people to do hard things. To deliver hard words. To walk in obedience when it costs everything and I mean EVERYTHING.
For me, that has looked like taking MissToo Made It — a platform I built over six years, with over 11,000 followers (at the time), built organically through hard work — and surrendering it back to Him. He told me to use it for His glory. Not for sales, not for sorority or fraternity apparel, but for truth.
That was hard. Terrifying, honestly. To come on a platform where not everyone believes in Him, to people who see no issue with Greek life, to people who might roll their eyes at my testimony. And yet, God reminded me of Ezekiel 3:
“When I say to the wicked, ‘You will surely die,’ and you do not warn him — you don’t speak out to warn him about his wicked way in order to save his life — that wicked person will die for his iniquity. Yet I will hold you responsible for his blood.”
— Ezekiel 3:18 CSB
That stopped me in my tracks. The weight of obedience is real. If I stay silent when God tells me to speak, the blood is on my hands.
So I write. I post. I share my denouncing. I share my grief. I share my obedience — not because it’s easy, but because God has called me to.
Proof in the Fruit
Before I officially transitioned MissToo Made It into a blog and after, I received a few unexpected messages from individuals following the page. Some were young, some older, but they all carried the same heart — they felt led to denounce their organizations and wanted to know how to walk it out with Christ. They asked about my journey, what it looked like for me, and how to follow God in the same obedience.
Those messages were confirmation for me. Proof that even when it’s hard, even when I feel the weight of obedience, God is using my testimony to reach others. It reminded me that my “yes” isn’t just about me — it’s about those connected to me.
What God is Teaching Me
As I’ve sat with the Lord — and talked with sisters in Christ who keep me rooted — He’s been reshaping my heart.
Jesus on the cross reminds me:
“Father, forgive them, because they do not know what they are doing.”
— Luke 23:34My own story reminds me: I once lived blind, rebellious, and compromised.
“For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.”
— Romans 3:23God’s timing reminds me: the same patience He showed me, He will show to others.
“The Lord does not delay his promise, as some understand delay, but is patient with you, not wanting any to perish but all to come to repentance.”
— 2 Peter 3:9Guarding my heart reminds me that grief can’t turn into bitterness:
“Let all bitterness, anger and wrath, shouting and slander be removed from you, along with all malice. And be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving one another, just as God also forgave you in Christ.”
— Ephesians 4:31–32“Make sure that no one falls short of the grace of God and that no root of bitterness springs up, causing trouble and defiling many.”
— Hebrews 12:15
At the root of my grief is actually love. I care about God’s people. I care that they walk in truth. And while my heart aches, I have to trust His timing, His provision, and His power to open eyes.
My Prayer
So, my prayer in this season is simple:
“Lord, mend my heart. Keep me from pride. Keep me from bitterness. Remind me of what You delivered me from, and let my grief turn into intercession. Give me courage to speak boldly, and grace to speak gently. Strengthen me like Ezekiel to stand firm, no matter how people respond. You are God, and I trust You.”
Because even though I wrestle, I want my heart — and my ministry — to keep becoming more like His.
With Love,
Jadesha M. Hair