When God Roars Behind You
Yesterday, God brought to mind a scene from The Lion King, and it stopped me in my tracks.
You know the one. Simba’s in the elephant graveyard, where he has no business being. The shadows stretch long. The sketchy hyenas close in. He digs deep, tries to roar like a big boy… and it comes out as this pitiful little squeak.
Enter Mufasa.
One earth-shaking roar from behind him, and the whole scene changes. The danger scatters. Simba’s safe — not because his roar was enough, but because his father’s was.
That’s exactly how I felt yesterday. Anxiety came out of nowhere, loud and fast. My little internal roar didn’t stand a chance. But then God reminded me: I’m that big lion behind you. The one who roars over you. The one who steps in when the shadows get too close.
It was like He leaned in and said,
Do you know who your Daddy is? I’ve got you.
And just like that, the anxiety dissolved as quickly as it came.
And this isn’t the first time He’s done that for me.
There was a long stretch in my life when it felt like clouds hung heavy over my walk with Him. I prayed for light. I prayed for relief. I prayed for the roar that would make the shadows scatter.
It didn’t come all at once that time. But it came.
The clouds parted slowly,
and I saw His faithfulness in every step I thought was wasted.
Whether it’s a sudden roar or a slow sunrise, He shows up.
Today I praise Him for time spent painting with my daughter.
For the sound of my family moving through the house.
For moments of silly faces with my son erupting into laughter.
For evening walks with my husband as we sip on dragon fruit juice.
For days at the lake where the world feels far away.
For the glow of the deck light as the day winds down.
For the way peace sneaks in during the simplest moments.
For unhurried days that leave room for joy.
For the small things that feel like big blessings.
I’ve learned this: joy is possible in the storm.
Not the kind that denies pain — but the kind that rises up in spite of it. The kind that keeps you standing when you shouldn’t be able to stand.
So if you’re in a season that feels heavy right now, hear me:
The light will come.
The fog will lift.
And you will be stronger, wiser, and more compassionate for it.
Because He was your God through it all.
From the Desk of Jaclyn
The right words don’t just tell your story — they make people lean in, remember it, and act on it.
Just like the roar behind Simba, I help Christian coaches, authors, and ministries create blogs, launches, and email funnels that give their message the strength it needs to scatter the shadows and reach the people it’s meant to reach.
