Healing Happens in Circles, Not Walls of Judgment

There’s something sacred about a circle.

It’s open. Connected. Equal.

It has no sharp corners or hidden places to hide behind.

When God first gave me the vision for Amadea, I knew I didn’t want it to look like a program or a place that simply “helped.”
I wanted it to feel like family.
A place where women could come as they are: messy, hurting, and unsure; yet, still be met with love.

Because that’s how Jesus meets us.
Not with walls of judgment, but with arms wide open

Walls Keep People Out. Circles Draw Them In.

Walls say, You have to prove you belong here.
Circles say, You already do.

Walls protect appearances.
Circles protect hearts.

Even now, as Amadea Studio is being built, both physically and in spirit,  that’s the foundation we’re laying.
Every piece of the vision is shaped around belonging. Around love. Around the belief that no woman is too far gone for restoration.

The Vision for the Circle

I can already picture it. Women are gathered around tables, their hands busy creating something beautiful while God quietly mends the deeper places inside.

The sound of laughter after tears.
Stories of pain being rewritten with hope.
Friendships forming through shared moments of grace.

That’s the dream: a circle where every woman is surrounded by compassion, wisdom, and truth.
Where creativity becomes the spark that helps her rediscover who she was always meant to be.

Because healing rarely happens in isolation.
It happens in connection and in compassion.

Jesus Was Never Afraid of the Broken

He didn’t build walls to keep people out.
He knelt in the dirt beside them. He touched the untouchable. He saw the unseen.
And when He looked into their eyes, shame lost its voice.

That’s the heartbeat of Amadea. That every woman who walks through our doors would experience that exact moment when love replaces fear, and truth silences every lie that ever said she wasn’t enough.

A Place Called Beloved

Amadea means God’s Beloved.
It’s more than our name, it’s our message.
Every woman who will one day step through our doors is already His Beloved.

Here, she will not be defined by her past.
She will be defined by the One who makes all things new.

That’s the circle we’re building: a circle of compassion, not walls of judgment.