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'God'Sip & Tea

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  • Is Your Faith a Performance? Let’s Talk

    When the Stage Is a Whitewashed Tomb: Why Faking It for the Masses Isn’t God’s Plan ​Let’s be real for a minute. We’ve all seen it. The social media feed full of perfect, filtered lives. The church leader who preaches humility from a gilded stage. The influencer whose every post is a curated story about… Read more

  • From Trauma to “Soccer Momma”: A Story of Grace, Grief, and a New Kind of Motherhood

    ​Hey there, fellow mamas! Pour yourself a cuppa, because we’re about to get real. My name is Jessica Nevith, and I’m a mom of nine – yes, NINE! – and a mental health coach for youth… well, for you, actually. I work with moms, because let’s face it, if mama ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy.… Read more

  • My Story, Our Freedom: A Mother’s Journey to Break Generational Chains

    ​Our children. They are a gift from God, aren’t they? And as a mother, I have to confess, the greatest struggle of my life hasn’t been about them—it’s been about me. It has been the relentless, soul-deep work of getting myself right for them. Of actively, fiercely breaking the curses and dismantling the chains that… Read more

  • God’s Love Made Tangible: Lessons from My Spiritual Mother

    You know that feeling when you’re all grown up, but your mom still calls to make sure you ate? That’s love, but it’s also a sign that her job’s not quite done. It’s a bit like our relationship with the church. We often think of the church as just a building, but what if she’s… Read more

  • My Journey to Wholeness: Reclaiming My Heritage for God’s Kingdom

    Hey “God’Sip and Tea” family, ​Today, I want to share something deeply personal, a journey that has been both incredibly challenging and profoundly healing. It’s about a part of myself that was wounded for a long time, but which God is now resurrecting for His glory: my Puerto Rican heritage. ​For years, that label “Puerto… Read more

  • A Sip of Truth in a Divided Time: When Grief Crosses the Aisle

    Lately, the news has been hitting a little different. It’s not about who’s right or who’s wrong anymore, but something in my spirit knows—this is bigger than politics. This is about life. About breath. This is about the image of God in every human being. ​When someone’s life is taken, especially in a public and… Read more

  • The Body Remembers: Finding Grace in Our Wounds

    Life moves on. The mind and soul might begin to heal, but the body—that’s a different story. It holds onto the past, a silent witness to every hurt and every wrong. For those of us who have walked through deep pain, this is a truth we feel in our bones. We can pray, go to… Read more

  • From the Pits of Hell to a Place of Hope

    To anyone suffering in the here and now, I have some good news for you: these days will pass. You will look back on this time and say, “What a trial that was!” I know this because I have been there. I was at a point of suicide, with a path that looked gloomy and… Read more

  • From Red Ribbons to Redemption: Finding My Crown and Glory in Christ

    For most of my life, I was lost. Not in a metaphorical sense, but literally. I was a runaway, a homeless teen walking the streets, feeling as though I had no direction and no purpose. I was raised in a way that left me confused, a way I didn’t understand. My mom practiced things that… Read more

  • The Waiting Room and the Healer

    “I’m done with the church,” she said, her voice shaking slightly. She stirred her tea. The spoon clinked against the porcelain a little too loudly. The pain in her eyes was unmistakable. “I went there hoping to find God. Instead, I found people who claimed to be His followers hurting me.” Her words weren’t a… Read more