As I’ve been struggling so much as a Christian to find my way through church—through the people, the culture, the misunderstandings, the disappointments—I can see the same issue showing up again in my “work” with this campaign. And if I’m brave enough, I can face it here… and learn what I’ve been avoiding there.

Because the truth is: I’m hurt.

I have been distanced.
And lied about—directly.
And ignored—corporately.
And overridden—without discussion.
And betrayed to a lesser kindness and interest for Mark.

And I keep bringing it to You, because I don’t trust myself to handle it without my flesh getting loud. Teach me again how to lay down pride. Teach me again how to respond from Truth instead of reacting from pain.

Your Word keeps pulling me back to One Accord—not as a catchy phrase, but as the place where Your Spirit moves.

Acts 2:1–2 says:
“And when the day of Pentecost was fully come, they were all with one accord in one place. And suddenly there came a sound from heaven as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled all the house where they were sitting.”

Lord, that’s what I want. Not a fake unity. Not a smile over bitterness. Not “peace” that’s really just silence. I want the kind of oneness that makes room for You to fill the house—my heart, this campaign, the Church Body—so Your Spirit can do what my striving never will.

Because I know enough to know You are training me.

You are putting before me the choice:

• Peacemaker or pride.

• Forgiveness or offense.

• Patience or control.

• Listening before speaking… or proving my point.

• Being more like Christ, even when I feel dismissed and unseen.

So today I rebuke the schemes of the enemy. I declare he will not succeed in planting strife in this campaign—through patterns of misunderstanding, silent bitterness, and wounded egos. Restore what has been broken—first in me.

Your Word reminds me what unity looks like in Your eyes:

Psalm 133:1
“Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity!”

Lord, make that true in me—even when the “brethren” are difficult. Even when I feel overlooked. Even when it costs me my pride.

I have prayed for two days to rise above the personal frustrations and hurts, and to own them for what they are: the pain of a broken human. A fallen human. A woman who needs You to be her Chief Cornerstone again and again.

And more verses keep coming—like medicine.

Psalm 145:1–7
“I will extol thee, my God, O king; and I will bless thy name for ever and ever. Every day will I bless thee; and I will praise thy name for ever and ever. Great is the LORD, and greatly to be praised; and his greatness is unsearchable.

One generation shall praise thy works to another, and shall declare thy mighty acts. I will speak of the glorious honour of thy majesty, and of thy wondrous works. And men shall speak of the might of thy terrible acts: and I will declare thy greatness. They shall abundantly utter the memory of thy great goodness, and shall sing of thy righteousness.”

Lift my eyes, Lord.
Pull me out of the tunnel of offense.
Teach me to remember Your great goodness before I demand the kindness of people.
Teach me to praise You even while You’re pruning me.

Because I cannot restore campaign unity on my own. I cannot fix people. I cannot force communication, maturity, or humility -or truth -  out of others.
And I am not strong enough to carry this in my own strength.

We need to return to You as center.
We have drifted—because our leader has drifted and missed every sign and every outreach. And still, You are calling me not to collapse, not to retaliate, not to quit in bitterness— but to come higher.

So here I am.......

Beyond the pettiness of these small hurts and the childish actions from the boys in Greenville—beyond the temptation to walk away and protect my pride—this is what rises in my spirit:

Here am I, Lord. Use me.

Day three… again seeking in my heart the ability to act on my movement toward forgiveness—and to seek One Accord for You.

The power of One Accord.

I unsuccessfully reached out to over 275 churches:
to no avail but the pounding of my innocence.

I unsuccessfully offered servitude with my team, individually and corporally:
to no avail but the pounding of my willingness.

And rather than quit tomorrow… You are calling me higher.

Be humble.
Be relaxed.
Be steady.
Be genuine.
Forgive with real intent.
Seek One Accord for the Lord.

And You keep reminding me that agreement invites Your presence:

Matthew 18:19–20
“Again I say unto you, That if two of you shall agree on earth as touching any thing that they shall ask, it shall be done for them of my Father which is in heaven. For where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them.”

So I ask You plainly, Lord:

Help me release my pride and my flesh to You.
Help me release old wounds that cause sadness and sharp responses.

Help me forgive—not perform forgiveness.
Help me seek One Accord—not control outcomes.

Again, Lord, I seek One Accord in my church, in my conversations, in my work, in my every intention.

Make me a peacemaker.
Make me teachable.
Make me free.
And let Your Spirit fill the house.

Lord, seal this in me.

I do not want to be ruled by offense.
I do not want to carry hidden bitterness like a private badge of pain.

I want to be clean—clear—steady—usable.
I choose Your way over my way.
I choose peace over proving.
I choose obedience over being understood.

So I lay my rights down, again.
I lay my wounded expectations down, again.
I lay my pride down, again.

Make me a true peacemaker — a peacemaker who carries Your presence into hard places with humility, courage, and love.
Teach me to move in One Accord with Heaven, even when earth feels out of order.

Your Word is my closing and my command:

Romans 12:18
“If it be possible, as much as lieth in you, live peaceably with all men.”

So as much as lies in me—through Your Spirit—I will pursue peace.
I will forgive.
I will bless.
I will be steady.
I will not actively partner with strife.

And I will keep showing up with a surrendered heart, over and over:
Here am I, Lord. Use me.