God Sees the Hidden Woman: A Message of Hope for the Overlooked
Thousands of women gathered in Southeast Asia for the region’s second-largest women’s conference, and I had the humbling privilege of standing before them to deliver a message that has lived deep in my own spirit: God sees what the world often overlooks.
I didn’t come to that stage because I was strong and unshaken. I came as one who knows what it feels like to be invisible—through cancer, heart disease, divorce, and career loss. Yet in each of those hidden seasons, God showed me that what feels buried is often simply being planted for a greater purpose.
As Matthew 6:4 reminds us:
“Your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.”
The God Who Sees
In Genesis 16, Hagar—mistreated and cast aside—fled into the desert, alone and pregnant. Yet scripture says: “The angel of the Lord found Hagar near a spring in the desert.” (Gen. 16:7)
God not only found her—He spoke life into her. He gave her a promise of descendants too numerous to count. In awe, Hagar named Him Jehovah El Roi—“The God who sees me.”
He is still the God who sees today. He sees the woman carrying water at sunrise. He sees the mother whispering prayers at midnight. He sees the daughter carrying burdens no one else notices. What is hidden from people is treasured by God.
Hidden Strength
Strength doesn’t always roar. Sometimes it’s silent. Sometimes it’s the kind of strength that shows up day after day, without applause or recognition.
Paul described it best: “We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned.” (2 Cor. 4:8-9)
That is hidden strength. Strength rooted not in ourselves, but in the God who sustains us.
Buried or Planted?
Jesus taught: “Unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single
seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds.” (John 12:24)
When you feel hidden, overlooked, or buried, remember: burial in God’s hands is planting. What looks like the end is often the beginning of transformation.
God Honors the Hidden Woman
I know this from my own journey. In my darkest seasons, when no one saw my pain, God did. He saw not just the strong Dr. Sheri people recognized, but also the weary, broken, and fearful
me. And in seeing me, He lifted me, healed me, and gave me a new assignment: to speak life into others.
What He did for me, He can and will do for you.
Walking It Out
- Believe you are never invisible to Him.
- Receive His strength and mercies every morning.
- Persevere in faith—your harvest is coming.
- Support One Another like Ruth and Naomi, standing together in love.
A Final Word
Hagar said: “I have seen the One who sees me.” And today, you can say the same.
You are seen.
You are valued.
You are honored by God.
And that truth will never change.
Revival Across Tanzania – 9 Days of Healing, Hope & Harvest
There are no words that can fully express what we witnessed over the course of nine unforgettable days in Tanzania. From Katoro to Mwanza to Kahama, we experienced the power and presence of God in ways that will forever mark our hearts.
As Global Medical Director, Chief Communications Officer, and the Voice of Rod & Staff Global Ministries, I had the honor of once again standing on sacred ground with a team of faithful servants—declaring the name of Jesus, ministering healing to the sick, and watching as the Lord poured out His Spirit in every city we touched.
One Nation, Many Miracles
In each location, the spiritual hunger was undeniable. People came from near and far—some walking long distances, others bringing loved ones in need of deliverance or healing. They didn’t come for a show. They came for a Savior.
The worship was unrestrained. The preaching was Spirit-led. And the atmosphere? Charged with faith.
We saw bodies healed, hearts restored, and souls rescued from darkness. What moved me most was not just the miracles—it was the unity of believers from different regions, gathered with one focus: Jesus.
Tanzania’s Cry Was Met by Heaven’s Response
In Katoro, revival rose from the dust. In Mwanza, chains were broken in the presence of thousands. And in Kahama, the Lord sealed the week with a fresh wind of glory.
It was not simply an event. It was a move of God—sustained, undeniable, and burning still in the hearts of everyone who attended.
I left Tanzania physically exhausted, but spiritually revived. The joy on the faces of those we served, the testimonies of transformation, and the prayers lifted in unison from region to region—they remain with me.
A Ministry of Healing and Witness
These are not just crusades. They are sacred assignments. They are moments where heaven kisses earth, and the Kingdom advances—not in theory, but in power.
As always, I’m deeply grateful to serve on the frontlines of this global mission. And to Tanzania: thank you for receiving us with open arms and open hearts. The fire has been lit, and I know God will continue the work He started.
To God be the glory for the things He has done.
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Why Lymphedema Screening Must Become a Standard Part of Cancer Care
Cancer survivorship is about more than eradicating cancer cells—it’s about the life that comes afterward. For millions of survivors, that life is shadowed by a complication few are warned about: lymphedema.
After my own breast cancer treatment, I developed severe lymphedema in my dominant arm. The swelling and pain forced me to leave my clinical practice and reimagine every part of daily living—from the clothes I wear to how I cook.
In the latest issue of Oncology Times, I shared my story and the urgent call for standardized lymphedema screening. Tools like bioimpedance spectroscopy (BIS), used in the SOZO device, can detect fluid changes before visible swelling starts. Early detection could spare countless survivors the irreversible challenges I now manage every day.
But this is also an equity issue. Black women are 3.5 times more likely to develop lymphedema than White women, yet many lack access to early screening and care. We must change this.
Survivorship should mean living fully—not simply surviving.
I hope you’ll read the article and join me in advocating for change.
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