Fall Forward

“You don’t have to understand the whole journey to fall forward in faith.”

Hello Lovlies,

If you read my last blog, “And So I Denounced,” you know the Lord had been calling me into deeper obedience—one surrender at a time. Since then, the surrender hasn’t stopped. On May 31, 2025, I officially closed MissToo Made It, the business that changed my life in so many ways. I thought that marked the end of the chapter. But God, in His kindness, had more layers to peel back.

Not long after closing the store, the Lord reminded me—gently but clearly—that it was time to let go of my Tesla. A car might seem like just a car, but for me, it carried much more than that. It was connected to a relationship I was in, one that formed soul ties I didn’t even realize were still lingering. Wrapped up in that vehicle was pride, identity, and comfort.

And the Lord wants it all.

That serious yes I spoke about in my last blog? He’s still requiring it of me. Not just in the obvious areas, but in the quiet ones too—in the decisions no one claps for.

This journey is not easy.
It’s been filled with real deliverance.
It’s been unfair at times.
It’s been full of letting go, dying to self, breaking soul ties, suffering in silence, and learning to really trust God—not just with my mouth, but with my life.

And even now, as I write this blog, I feel Him calling me out of more.

There are moments that feel like redirection—intersections that shake my sense of safety, relationships I thought were settled that suddenly reappear. Places I once felt secure are shifting. I won’t go into detail just yet, but I will say this:
God is still writing.
And I’m learning to walk with Him even when I don’t have the full picture.

One of the biggest lessons I’m learning right now is how much my environment matters.
The more time I spend in His Word, and the more I surround myself with God-fearing friends who hold me accountable at His Word, the more my spirit just can’t be around certain people or in certain places anymore.

It’s not judgment. It’s protection.
It’s not superiority. It’s stewardship.

1 Corinthians 15:33 says, “Do not be deceived: ‘Bad company ruins good morals.’”
And I’m starting to feel that deeply in my spirit. Not everyone can walk with you in your next. Not every environment is safe for where God is taking you.

I used to see “self-care” as spa and rest days. Now, I see it as guarding my heart.
Protecting my peace.
Discerning what’s pouring into me and who I’m pouring into.

Proverbs 4:23 says, “Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.”

This has become a pillar of this season.
Guarding my heart has meant walking away from conversations that feel spiritually toxic.
It’s meant being okay with saying no—even if it offends.
It’s meant inviting trusted, Spirit-led friends to hold me accountable not just to what sounds good, but to what is biblically true.

And if I’m honest, walking in deliverance requires that kind of accountability.
You can be delivered, yes—but it’s walking that deliverance out daily that takes intention.
And I’m learning that you can’t do that alone.

I want to be honest. I also want to be wise.
So, while I’m not sharing everything, I hope you hear the heartbeat of where I am:
still surrendering, still seeking, still watching Him strip away anything that competes with His presence in my life.

I thought I was letting go before…
But now, I’m really letting go.

I’m falling—yes—but I’m falling forward.
Into faith.
Into pruning.
Into purpose.

This season feels like hiddenness. Like heaviness. Like being prepared for something I haven’t seen yet.
And it’s hard to talk about it while I’m still in it.
But I’ve learned that you don’t have to have clarity to have obedience.

So, this is where I am.
Letting go of what I once held tightly.
Trusting God with what I don’t yet understand.
And choosing to fall forward into His will, even when it hurts.

He’s been patient with me.
He’s been kind.
He’s been holy.
And I want to honor Him with every part of my life—even the uncomfortable ones.

So here’s to falling forward.

With Love,

Jadesha M. Hair