My Testimony
Anchored in Christ,
Formed Like a Pearl.
“We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure.”
— Hebrews 6:19″
Held from the Start
I was born into Christianity, and I count it one of the greatest honors of my life that I’ve always known Jesus. From the very beginning, God’s hand has been on me—literally. I was born with a life-threatening heart condition called transposition of the great arteries, and I needed surgery at birth just to survive. The fact that I’m alive today is nothing short of a miracle.
My name holds deep meaning too—I was named after St. Margaret Alacoque, who saw the Sacred Heart of Jesus. That sacred heart has been my anchor ever since. Jesus is not just a part of my life; He is my breath, my safety, my anchor. There have been seasons when I walked closely with Him and others when I drifted, but even in those moments of distance, He never let go.
When the Storm Hit
There were times in my life where I should not have made it—physically, emotionally, spiritually. And yet, Jesus keeps continuously saving me in every way possible.
The most transformative part of my journey began in 2021, when I experienced unimaginable loss. My mother and my ex-partner both passed away within two months of each other. The grief was so deep, I truly thought I wouldn’t survive it. I believed lies from the enemy—that God was punishing me, that I was alone, that the pain would never end.
But even in the darkest pit, Jesus met me. He didn’t abandon me in my suffering. Instead, He slowly, patiently pulled me out of that abyss.
“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”
— Psalm 34:18
Since then, I’ve been on a quest—not just to survive, but to really know God. To know His true character. To understand who I am in Him. This isn’t just a journey of recovery—it’s a journey of identity, of truth, and of deep, abiding love.
A journey where I’ve discovered I’m not a victim of life’s storms, but more than a conqueror in Jesus Christ. A partner with Him — doing what I can, and trusting Him to do the miraculous.
Glimpses of Grace:
Leonidas and Athena
In the midst of that deep grief, in April 2021, God gave me two small, precious signs of His enduring love — my cats, Leonidas and Athena. I adopted them during a time when my heart was shattered, unsure of how to keep moving forward. But these two little lives brought light into the darkness and comfort into the ache.
At the time, I couldn’t comprehend how the God of the entire universe could truly love me. I thought I was being punished — for my loss, for my pain. But in becoming a “Mom” to Leonidas and Athena, God revealed something extraordinary. The love I feel for them — fierce, unconditional, and protective — became a mirror reflecting how He loves me.
Through my love for them, I’ve caught a glimpse of the Father’s heart. — His infinite love, His forgiveness, His kindness, and His desire to provide.
They are a daily reminder that God is tender, forgiving, generous, and so very present. In a season where I questioned if I’d ever smile again, they brought laughter. When I felt abandoned, they curled up beside me — living proof that He never leaves us alone. Their little lives reminded me that God delights in giving good gifts. They were proof that He hadn’t abandoned me, but was instead beginning the healing process one tender mercy at a time.
Leonidas and Athena were the first sacred signs that God had not forsaken me. They were His way of gently saying, “I see you. I still have good things for you.”
They reminded me daily of His goodness, and of the promise that “He has plans to prosper me and not to harm me, to give me a future and a hope.” They were a bridge of grace — leading me from the pain of loss to the blessing of new beginnings.
First came my babies. Then came my husband. And through it all, came the revelation that He is not here to harm me — He is here to heal me.
A New Chapter: Love and Healing
In 2022, God brought someone into my life who would become one of His greatest gifts to me — my husband.
We met when I was still so broken, still trying to breathe through the pain. Yet my husband didn’t turn away. He loved me in my woundedness and his presence gently pointed me back to Jesus day after day.
Together, we’ve weathered not only emotional storms, but physical ones — including hurricanes that displaced us. But through it all, we’ve remained anchored in Christ. We read the Bible together daily, pray together, and continually invite Jesus to be the center of our marriage.
Together, we’re learning what it means to be empowered by His Spirit — not just to survive the storm, but to transform in it. As women of God, we are not called to shrink in hardship, but to rise with Him — beautiful, strong, and secure. He gave His Son so that we could truly live.
His presence in my life has been part of my healing — a steadying hand, a reflection of God’s faithfulness, and a testimony to God’s timing. I thank Jesus for my husband’s unwavering commitment, not just to me, but to the calling God has placed on our life together.
The Pearl Within the Pain
Just like a pearl is born through irritation and pressure, so was my heart re-shaped in the shell of suffering. Jesus, in His mercy, took what could have destroyed me and layered it — again and again — with grace. He turned the pain into something precious.
He didn’t just rescue me — He redefined me.
Matthew 13:45–46 on our life together.
“The kingdom of heaven is like a merchant looking for fine pearls. When he found one of great value, he went away and sold everything he had and bought it.”
Hebrews 6:19
“We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure.”
The truth of the matter is: We are His pearls, not because of what we’ve done, but because of who He is.
God created us as His precious, cherished daughters, and He loves us with everything in Him. He will never love us more than He does in this very moment — His love for us is perfect, complete, and unchanging because He is love.
We are His pearls because He made us. Our worth is not defined by our actions, our successes, or our struggles. It is defined by His eternal love and the fact that He, the Creator of the universe, has chosen us to be His own. That’s what makes us precious in His eyes. Not what we’ve done, but His perfect, unconditional love that never fades.
We are His pearls, because He is love and in His love, we are secure.
That’s what Pearly Anchor is all about.
Pearls are formed in the dark, hidden places — places of transformation. The irritants don’t disappear, but they’re surrounded by beauty and protection. This is what Jesus does with our lives. He doesn’t always remove the pain, but He redeems it. He covers it with His truth, His presence, His love.
I’ve found that He’s not a God who abandons, but One who anchors. He is not a distant ruler, but a near and loving Father who treasures me.
He is my security — the anchor of my soul, my ever-present help.
A Sacred Quest
What I’ve learned is this:
• Jesus is not a distant ruler — He’s a near and loving Father.
• He is not the author of chaos, but the God of peace.
• He is not punishing me — He has always been protecting me.
• He has not called me to defeat — but to walk empowered as a daughter of the King. I do my part, and He does the impossible.
And you, sister, are just as deeply loved.
Anchored and Becoming, Together
Today, my husband and I walk forward not because life is easy, but because we know who walks with us.
We’re still becoming, still learning, still healing. But we do it hand in hand, anchored in the One who never lets go.
I walk with peace now, not because life is easy, but because I know who holds my life.
• Jesus is my pearl of great price.
• He is the anchor of my soul.
• And this journey? It’s not just mine. It’s yours too.
• You are not powerless. You are powerful in Him. You are His pearl, and He is your anchor.
A Word for You, Sister
If you’re in a season of sorrow, transition, or searching, know this:
You are not forgotten.
You are not alone.
You are being formed, not forsaken.
And your worth is not diminished by your wounds — it is refined through them.
You are more than a conqueror. You are a co-heir with Christ. You are a pearl in the making.
May the story God is writing in your life be layered in His love, just like a pearl — radiant, priceless, and anchored in grace.
Let’s walk this journey together.
With pearls, purpose and peace,
Maggie
Founder of Pearly Anchor