04/04/2026
Today is Holy Saturday.
The in-between.
This photo is from the day I had the honor of baptizing seven women. Pouring blessed water over each one by hand.
This is the most sacred dream of my heart.
I don’t take it lightly. Not for a single second.
And today I’m lying flat, unable to move. Out of nowhere, I woke up and couldn’t turn my head for the last two days. Forced me into stillness. Into surrender. Into waiting.
I keep hearing “Don’t look to the right or to the left. Keep your eyes on Me.”
Can I tell you something? The enemy of our souls is real and hits hardest right after a breakthrough. That darkness you’re feeling after your mountaintop moment — that’s not a sign it wasn’t real.
That’s Saturday.
The disciples had just witnessed the darkest valley of the shadow of death ever. And the day after was the most disorienting day of their lives. The tomb was sealed. Everything felt lost.
They didn’t know Sunday was coming.
But He did.
I’m Tatiana. A minister, a music artist, a woman who has been on the floor herself, and met Jesus there. Not in religion. In the mess, in real life.
Jesus — my liberator. Lover of my soul. The Truth, the Word, the one who was with God at the beginning of time. The one who gave Himself out of love — who paid the ultimate price that canceled the power of death and darkness and gave us back the keys we were always meant to hold.
King of my heart. The one who has been with me in the depths and valleys and the shadows of death. The one who saved my life and showed me a reason to live.
With the gentleness of a dove, the innocence of a lamb, and the fierceness of a lion.
With a love so strong, nothing can sn**ch me out of His hand or separate me from that fierce, unconditional, liberating love.
Jesus was a real person who walked this earth. Who died. Who rose from the dead. Who ascended to heaven and sent us the most powerful gift that has ever existed — the Holy Spirit.
When we get baptized, we’re not just getting cleansed. We’re declaring that we receive this to be true — and receiving His Spirit as our covering & protection. Forever.
This is not theology. Don’t get caught up in the endless debates. Keep your eyes on Him.
Sunday is coming. 🌅
