Mustard Seed Faith

Hello To all you All,

I’m Ivette niece. 

I want to begin by thanking you for your prayers as I recently needed a a donor for a Living Liver Transplant. Through out this journey as difficult as it was leading to the actual news that I indeed was coming to expiration and would urgently need a donor. The Lord had shown me over and over again TO BE STILL. I would hear Him whisper that He did not bring me here to leave me here. Although my faith was that of a muster seed, occasionally the flesh would remind me of Fear and that I would not be around to see my kids grow or continue to be a wife or live for that matter. 

My donor arrived as a match May 11th and my operation was set for May 20th. I was told medically I would not be here past May 20th.

Praise My Lord Jesus as He did not bring me here to leave me here. As I stood STILL and believed that He would save me. My beautiful daughter was my Donor and today marks a few things.

1. Today marks 40 days “biblical number”. My aunt told me that in the 40th day I would go home and praise Jesus because today I am flying back home to see my husband and son.

2. Prayers are alive

3. ⁠once you experience the LOVE of a true Father, it’s easy to lean in and lose it all knowing He will work all in things into your greater purpose. I watched Him use my only daughter in such a mighty way with strength, courage and Love.

The gift of life is beautiful. 

I thank all you prayer warriors especially my beautiful aunt Ivette 

No luck, no miracle pure blessings.

Thank you My Jesus 🙌🏽❤️🙌🏽

Victorious

 Victorious—to win, to conquer. To have won, to achieve, to have victory, to triumph. But it is also to battle—especially when we don’t feel victorious.

I stand on the promises of God in my life.

But transformation had to take place.

A metamorphosis is taking place—and it will continue to take place within me.

The me that hides behind the clothing or makeup.

The one no one sees.

Romans 12:2

“Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind (cleaning up the clutter), that you may prove what is the good and acceptable and perfect will of God.”

(Think about what you’re thinking about.)

To be transformed is to undergo a thorough or dramatic change in form, appearance, or character. A condition. A change of my very nature. A change at the heart of who I am. I was made new.

2 Corinthians 5:17

“I am a new creation; the old has passed away.”

I was born again (1 Peter 1:23).

I became a child of God (John 1:12 — “But as many as received Him, to them He gave the power to become the daughters of God”).

What you see today is a work in progress that began 23 years ago.

I am not perfect by any means.

I am me—at times too loud, too much.

But I am me. I am unique—unlike anyone else.

There’s no one else like me!

Today, I am winning the battle for my soul.

I tell on myself.

(Don’t be too proud to tell on yourself—to yourself.)

I don’t play games. Where you are going to spend eternity matters to me. 

Fifteen years ago, the Lord spoke to my heart and whispered,

“You weren’t created to fit in, but to stand out.” I am to swim against the current that is trying to take us down. 

I didn’t just get clean from addiction, mental illness, or jail.

I wasn’t just delivered from the morgue.

The Lord Himself delivered me—and set me free.

Jonah (2002)

“In my distress, I called out to the Lord, and he answered me. From the depths of the grave I called for help and you listened to my cry”  that’s the scripture the Lord used to wake me up. 

There’s a big difference between being clean and being free. When you are clean you walk through life expecting to get dirty, you work hard in order to stay clean, afraid that you may fall; but when you are Free, you walk in victory and Godfidence. 

The Lord broke the chains that were holding me back.

He silenced the voices that tormented me.

He removed the smell and shadows that followed me.

I am no longer bound—I am loosed.

But the big difference is:

I am a loosed woman for God—going into places only He could send me.

Today, I walk in the freedom I have found in Him.

My Godfidence comes from Him.

He placed my feet on solid ground.

My rock bottom became the foundation on which I now stand firm.

I was raised from the ashes.

The Lord saved me—but prayer kept me.

He changed me and gave me a new name, a new purpose, and a calling.

I am clay in His hands—for His purpose.

I am becoming who He created me to be.

First of all, I am a daughter.

A wife.

A mother.

A voice for the voiceless.

A bridge.

A hand.

A carrier of His glory.

There is no one like me.

God broke the mold when He fashioned me.

(Each of us was fashioned, formed, shaped, framed, and crafted—God took His time with every single one of us.)

My value comes from Him.

My worth comes from Him.

People, things, and places do not define who I am in Him.

It is not in me, but through me.

I gave myself away so He could use me.

God is waiting on you, so you could walk also Victoriously. 

Blessings 

Ivette Diaz-Yee@

May 2025 

Inside Job

 God is doing an inside job in each and every one of us.

In order to go higher, we must first go deeper within ourselves. Give Him full authority and permission to do whatever is necessary. Cleaning the house starts inside the house.

He needs to examine our inner selves—exploring the hidden areas, questioning our character, and understanding our background. Allow Him to get to the root of who we are. Let Him cross-examine us, ask detailed questions, and reveal the truth within us. Examine your thoughts, actions, and motives.

We are not alone—we have each other. Our hurts, insecurities, fears, disappointments, and pain have brought us together. We hold one another’s broken pieces to help rebuild and strengthen each other.

The world tells us to be competitive—and in the workplace, that’s often necessary. It’s how we advance: with titles, education, and goals. But sometimes, in climbing the ladder of success, we lose ourselves. We step over each other, pull down those ahead of us, only to find ourselves at the top—alone.

As spiritual daughters, when I lift my hand, my sister—my friend—is there to help me up. And when I make it, I look back to help the one behind me, sometimes stepping down to lift her up. I make room for her and celebrate her accomplishments.

God is doing an inside job—and it starts with self. This is what He has shown me about myself. All these years, I thought it was just my character—only to realize I had been carrying residue into my walk.

Today, I looked around, watching faithfully for the one hiding in plain sight. I extended my hand to help her rise.

From my heart to your heart.

With love,

Ivette Díaz-Yee@

Original notes taken on 5/11/19

Which Way To Go

 Crossroads and Thresholds

There are times in our spiritual walk when we come to a crossroad—a new way out, new opportunities. In the natural, each road may lead to greener pastures, fresh possibilities, and new beginnings.

That happened to me many years ago—back in 2003. As I was preparing to enter a new season in my life, I found myself in a place where I had to make a decision: Would I continue on my road to healing and wholeness, or would I take one of the other roads ahead of me?

Coming home to my family and friends, having a place to live with my children, and even getting my job back with the company that had sent me on medical leave six months earlier—all of it seemed like a dream come true.

I had missed my kids. It was the first time I had ever been away from them. I was on fire for the Lord and learning to develop a deeper relationship with Him. It seemed like an answered prayer. Everything I had asked for in the natural was there: a place to stay, a job, my family, my friends.

But something inside me wasn’t at peace. Something didn’t feel right. Even though everything looked perfect on the outside, inside, I wrestled. Then I came across this scripture:

“Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, ‘This is the way; walk in it.’” — Isaiah 30:21

My life had been a roller coaster. I had walked many roads just to find my way back home. I faced detours. Life had derailed me. I had to make stops along the way to refocus, to find my way around the hurt and disappointment. I had allowed situations and distractions to hold me back. Fears and insecurities had imprisoned me. But in the midst of it all, one thing I never lost was hope. My hope is in the Lord. 

I’ve learned to cry out for help. To ask for direction, prayer, and support. I’ve sat with therapists, asked people to hold me accountable, and kept moving forward. Learn to surround myself with those with the same mindset and spirit.

Now, as I stand at the threshold of life, ready to take the next step, I’m stepping out in faith. My recovery is not just for me, but for the person who will receive help because I chose to recover.

Let’s be honest—we’re all recovering from something. Someone wrote on Facebook the other day:

“If you want something you’ve never had, you must be willing to do something you’ve never done before.”

It stuck with me. And today, the Lord called me awesome. I looked up the definition on Google:“Extremely impressive, amazing, unbelievable.”

And it’s all because of Him. So here I am…Stepping over the threshold!!!

In Jesus’ name, Amen.

 Ivette Diaz-Yee 

2/2020

Training Season

Train Yourself to Be Godly

The enemy doesn’t fight fair. He is after us. Through distractions, he tries to move us away from our purpose and calling.

He uses our bodies to keep us hostage in pain and discomfort. He exploits our humanity—our emotions, feelings, actions, and reactions. He will go to any length to get his way.

But God—He has us. He is teaching us how to fight in the Spirit, seated in heavenly places with Christ. We take our fight to the third Heaven.

For the Word says, “God raised us up with Christ and seated us with Him in the heavenly realms.” Our fight is not against flesh and blood, but against spiritual forces, and “the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty through God.”

We carry within us the Word of God, which is a double-edged sword—penetrating the darkest and most hidden places of our being. It breaks down strongholds, false ideologies, and man-made traditions.

So, my friends, don’t lose faith. Outwardly we may be suffering, but inwardly we are being renewed and made strong. Do you really think it’s a coincidence that the enemy is attacking our muscles and nerves? We’ve struck a nerve in his camp, and now he’s angry. He’s coming after us.

Take  your stand. Be bold. Use what God has given you. Raise your war cry. Lift your hands and worship in the storm. Raise a hallelujah. Continue praying in the Spirit. Embrace your position in Christ.

Ask God what fruit of the Spirit He is developing in you. Mastered and used with precision.

Laugh at the enemy—for the joy of the Lord is your strength, and God Himself laughs at the enemy. God will use everything for His purpose. He will recycle your pain, sorrows, and discomfort for His glory.

This is training ground. This is our boot camp. Be ready. Hold your position, stand your groun, Keep the faith.

What is breaking you is also making you strong.

Love you,

Ivette Diaz-Yee@

Illinois VAC

1/19/22