Sabrina Gauer

Faith, Life & The Journey



The Empty Stage

“I will praise you, Lord my God, with all my heart;                                                                                        I will glorify Your name forever.” – Psalm 86:12


If you could do anything in this life, beyond what you think is “possible”, what would it be?

I used to answer that question with, “Become a famous music artist, travel, and play shows.” That was literally all I wanted to do.

The thrill of the stage, the lights, and the pounding of the music. Having people in the crowd below you shouting your lyrics and being moved by what you created. It’s adrenaline-inducing and addicting. To be known as your music and identified with your ability and praised for it.

And then, life shifts that perspective.

In the grand scheme of things, music will always be a part of who I am. But it’s not my identity. I needed to learn that when I faced my surgery and recovering in the months after. That need to be known as my ability was washed away, replaced with a new identity — my worth in Christ.

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Bold Humility

“Caleb asked her, “What can I do for you?” She replied, “Do me a special favor. Since you have given me land in the Negev, give me also springs of water.” So Caleb gave her the upper and lower springs.” – Judges 1:14-15

There’s a bold ask deep inside each and every heart.

It’s that desire you’ve been pondering, hoping against hope for, wondering if and how God will come through.

So, what holds us back from asking? You have not because you ask not…

Acsah had a bold ask. And she knew the only way she would know the answer was by boldly and courageously approaching her father with it. With respect and humility.

I love this tiny snippet of Hebrew history and a painting of God’s great love and favor toward His children. Mentioned twice in the Old Testament, this story is so important to our walk with God. You might glaze over the short paragraph in Joshua and Judges, but it deserves a second look.

Acsah (daughter of the famed man of God — and Joshua’s trusted friend — Caleb) saw a need and went to her father for the means to fill it. She needed streams of water in the desert lands she had been given. And she knew he loved her enough to listen and grant her request…and he gave her all that she asked and more.

Don’t we all long for streams of blessing in the seemingly desert areas of our lives?

Yes, God already knows what we need. He knows before we even think of it. But He’s a good Father who loves His children so much that He wants us to come to Him with our needs and desires. He wants to hear our voice. He longs to draw near and show us His goodness in the desert.

I have “desert” places in my life that I am lifting to the Lord daily. We all have them. We have been blessed beyond measure as it is — our lives are rich with goodness and faithfulness of God — but, like Acsah, we have that need…“Lord, do me a special favor…”

Today, I’m challenging you to be humbly bold. To ask God for that special favor and see what He does with your courageous dream. He is ABLE. He will never fail you. If what you’re asking is in His will for your life, then you can be sure that He WILL do it.

And how can you know that it’s His will? Through the Holy Spirit. Through spending time in the Word and in prayer. When you hear His voice and have that assurance and peace…you know.

So learn from Acsah. Prepare for more than you can ask or imagine. Because He who calls you is more than capable of doing immeasurably more.




The Day God Gave Me A Backpack

“I will restore to you the years the locust has eaten…” – Joel 2:25

The UPS package was sitting on my porch when I arrived home from work. It had been a stressful day, and the weighty feeling of frustration lay heavy on my heart. Everything seemed so uncertain lately; where I once felt absolute clarity and optimism had dulled its shine into a jumbled heap of ideas, dreams, and feeling too small to attain any of them.

My overachieving self-sufficiency was at a stand-still.

I lifted the box off the porch and walked into the house. I immediately saw a million things that needed to be done right away: dishes in the sink, sweeping, a basket of my unfolded clothing by the couch. The days were so chaotic that by the time I arrived home, all I ever wanted to do was mindlessly Netflix and chill.

Getting caught up in busywork, I forgot about the box for a while.

Finally, fingers pruney from the dishwater, I grabbed a knife and cut through the packing tape. I hadn’t ordered anything- or, if I had, I didn’t remember!- and was curious. And what was inside shocked me. A brand new backpack, filled with travel items and snacks for my upcoming trip, along with a few cards signed by children who were rooting for my health and wellness through cancer, and some travel money in an envelope from the organization that was sending me on the trip. Tears filled my eyes and I sat down on the floor, holding the card open in disbelief.

You see, this was so much more to me than a thoughtful gesture on their part.

This was the hand of God.

Cancer changed my life. Such an understatement, but truly the only way to express it. Taking my whole world, shaking me up, and setting me in an entirely new normal. It was an illness in my body, but it was also an attack on my spirit. I didn’t know what my life would be like if I could never speak or sing again. I didn’t know what I would do for a career. I didn’t know what people would think of me with scars and a speech impediment. Fear seemed to have a grip on my dreams. I didn’t know if I’d live long enough to see my 28th birthday.

I didn’t know. But God knew. 

Last summer, celebrating almost a full year of a cancer-free body, I was accepted for a fully paid trip to Montana for a whitewater kayaking adventure with First Descents. In my excitement and preparation, I had bought a brand new backpack. It was black, with multiple zippers and pockets. I had it in my bedroom, leaning against the wall, ready to be stuffed with travel items.

And it was one of the items stolen when my apartment was broken into, two months before the trip…yet another blow to my spirit.

So, here I was, months later, about to embark on a totally unexpected journey to Maui with Athletes 4 Cancer, and holding a beautiful gift from the Cassie Hines Shoes Foundation. What is probably standard procedure for them to send out to every travel scholarship recipient was such a sign to me that, yet again, God is listening and cares about every little detail.

He even cares about my backpack.

Fast-forward, I’m now back from Maui and processing the amazing trip I was blessed with; surfing, paddle boarding, swimming with sea turtles, hiking through bamboo forests and swimming under waterfalls, heart-to-hearts with people who were strangers only days before (ohana), laughing until our sides hurt, cheering on fellow warriors with tears in our eyes, feeling overwhelming peace, and watching God do some beautiful things in an incredible setting.

This concept of restoration and God’s grace just blows me away. Every time.

If He can surprise me in the small things, He’s more than able to do above and beyond all I could ask or imagine in the big things…

Blessed assurance.


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