Talk That Transforms with Kim Davis

A New You Begins with Surrender

As we step into a new year and a new season, I can honestly say this: I don’t know exactly what to expect—and for the first time, I’m okay with that.

There was a time when I greeted every new year with excitement, armed with long lists of goals, declarations, and resolutions. I knew what I wanted to change. I knew what I hoped for. I believed this would be the year everything shifted. But after many years of making resolutions I didn’t keep, something in me grew tired. Not bitter—just honest. I stopped making New Year’s resolutions because I wasn’t following through, and I didn’t want to keep promising myself things I wasn’t prepared to sustain.

Instead, I chose a different approach.

December became my month of release.

Rather than pressuring myself to become someone new overnight, I began cleaning out the things I no longer wanted to carry—old habits, unhealthy patterns, limiting beliefs, and emotional clutter. I used December as a reset, a sacred pause, a season of preparation. I began intentionally replacing bad habits with healthy ones, and little by little, I could see the change happening—not just outwardly, but within.

What I’ve learned is this: transformation doesn’t start on January 1st. It starts the moment you decide to let go.

So now, as I stand at the doorway of a new year, I’m not waiting for fireworks or perfection. I’m waiting for growth. I’m waiting to see the seeds I planted in faith begin to rise—seeds in my businesses, seeds in my marriage, seeds in my family. I’m believing for a healthy marriage, joy-filled moments with my children, and a life that doesn’t just look successful, but feels whole.

And the truth is, the work didn’t start in December. It started long before. The prayers, the effort, the uncomfortable changes, the choosing discipline over convenience—it’s all been part of the process. December simply sharpened my focus and reminded me that becoming a better version of myself is a daily decision.

This year, more than anything, I’m open.

Open for God to have His way in my life.
Open for growth I didn’t plan.
Open for blessings I didn’t see coming.
Open for transformation that goes deeper than goals.

If you’re entering this new season unsure of what to expect, know this: you don’t need all the answers. Sometimes the most powerful thing you can do is show up with faith, obedience, and a willing heart. Let God do the rest.

Here’s to becoming—not through pressure, but through purpose.
Here’s to letting go, planting seeds, and trusting the growth.

— Talk That Transforms with Kim Davis
Called to What I Didn’t Want

The other day, my counselor and I were talking about something that stopped me in my tracks—the very thing I’ve been running from is the very thing God called me to serve.

People.

Please pray for me as I even write this, because when I opened my mouth and said out loud why I don’t want the thing He created me for, my body reacted before my mind could catch up. I almost passed out. The thought of it literally took the breath out of me. My breathing changed. My chest tightened. It felt like it was caving in. And all I could say was:

“I don’t want it.”

I told her I would rather stay stuck than serve people again—because serving people hurts. The pain you endure while loving, leading, and showing up for others costs something. It costs your heart. Your expectations. Sometimes your peace.

And the irony?

I can’t escape it.

Everything connected to me serves people. My businesses serve people. My ideas serve people. My mind, my voice, my presence—it’s in me. No matter how hard I try to run from it, service keeps finding me.

So how do you keep showing up for something that fails you, hurts you, and disappoints you over and over again?

That’s the question I’ve been sitting with.

I’m giving myself permission to remember—
when I was the victim and when I was the villain.
And I’m choosing to be neither.

Because the truth is… I have been hurt.
And I have hurt people too.

Healing, for me, doesn’t look like pretending one isn’t true. It looks like holding both truths and still choosing obedience. Still choosing growth. Still choosing God.

So I’m going to try to walk this thing out and see what it produces. Not because I’m fearless. Not because I have it all figured out. But because I can’t keep asking why I wasn’t made a goat when deep down I know—

God created me for greater.

And maybe the very thing I feared would destroy me
is the thing He plans to use to grow me.

— Talk That Transforms with Kim Davis
The Power of Wise Counsel: Why We All Need Someone Who Tells Us the Truth
Having wise counsel is one of the most important parts of growth. I honestly believe everyone in leadership — or anyone who simply wants to grow — needs someone who can speak truth into their life. Whether it’s a counselor, mentor, advisor, or spiritual leader, we all need that one voice that grounds us, checks us, and helps us see beyond our blind spots.

Today my counselor, who is also my trusted wise counsel, got me together. She confronted something I’ve been avoiding for years. She looked me in my eyes and told me the truth — the truth I didn’t want to hear but desperately needed. It was heavy, almost too heavy to hold, because I’ve been trying so hard to change it on my own. But because it came from her, I received it. I trust her. It costs her nothing but she always gives me something: honesty, clarity, and love.

Now let me be real… I don’t always receive her words with open arms. Sometimes I push back. Sometimes I get in my feelings. But she keeps telling me the truth anyway — and afterward, I always appreciate her for it. I love her deeply for that.

Let Me Tell You About My Dear Friend Mr. George

Mr. George got married, and let’s just say things weren’t going the way he expected. So he started seeking counsel — from family, church members, all kinds of people. And guess what everyone told him? “Leave.”

When he came to me, I told him, “No. Don’t leave.”
Why? Because most of the people telling him to walk away were struggling in their own marriages… and still staying. I told him he needed wiser counsel than that.

But my friend had made up his mind. He was leaving. So I warned him:
“If you leave and come back later saying you want that woman back… I’m going to laugh. Because I’m telling you right now — don’t leave.”

Well… a few months after the divorce, reality hit. Mr. George came to me and said, “Kim… I shouldn’t have done that. It wasn’t even that bad.”

And listen… I laughed. I laughed so hard I cried. Not because of his pain, but because I knew he’d be back saying those exact words. That was our relationship — we laughed through everything: the good, the bad, the happy, and the sad. It was our way of communicating.

But I told him something important:
“You might not be able to fix this one, but let it teach you something. Having the wrong counsel can cost you more than you realize. So choose wisely next time.”

Who Is Your Wise Counsel?

I want to ask you today:
- Who is your wise counsel?
- Who tells you the truth even when you don’t want to hear it?
- Who sees your blind spots and loves you enough to speak up?
And if you don’t have someone like that… why not?

If you want to grow — emotionally, spiritually, professionally, personally — you need wise counsel. Someone who can guide you, challenge you, and help you become better.

Don’t walk this journey alone. We all need that one voice we can trust.

— Talk That Transforms with Kim Davis
Choosing the Right Kind of Separation

I recently had the chance to talk things through with a sister I’m really close to. We were having one of those honest, heart-level conversations about everything I’ve been facing—marriage, business, motherhood, and the emotional weight that comes with all of it.

In that conversation, something became clear to me.

I realized I’ve been craving separation in order to become whole.

At first, the separation I desired felt like leaving. Distance. Escape. Walking away because it seems easier—because sometimes it is. When things feel overwhelming, misunderstood, or tense, leaving can feel like relief.

But that isn’t the separation I truly need.

The separation I need is the kind Jesus modeled—the kind He took after speaking to the crowds, after pouring Himself out, or simply when He needed to reconnect. He would step away, not to run, but to be restored. He separated Himself to spend time with the Father.

And that’s what I’m choosing to try.

I’m learning that when I feel misunderstood, angry, emotionally flooded, or overwhelmed by business, kids, or marriage, those feelings aren’t signs that I should flee—they’re indicators. They’re invitations telling me it’s time to pause, to separate, and to go spend intentional time with my Father.

This kind of separation requires something different from me. It means I have to be intentional. I have to make space. Eventually, it will mean building this time into my daily life—not just when things fall apart, but as a way to stay grounded and whole.

I know this will require change. And change requires openness. But I also know I have to start somewhere.

So what better place to start than with time spent with our Father?

I’m excited to see what happens when I choose restoration over escape, connection over avoidance, and separation that heals instead of separation that runs.

This is my starting place

— Talk That Transforms with Kim Davis
Trying to Change in an Environment That Won’t

Trying to change in an environment that already has established patterns and expectations can be incredibly hard—sometimes it feels impossible.

I’m learning this in real time, within my marriage.

What do you do when you decide you don’t want to show up in anger, fear, or anxiety anymore—but the environment around you hasn’t shifted yet and still responds the same?

What do you do when your voice is misunderstood, and your needs are heard as complaining rather than communication?

When your effort and your caring heart quietly become expected instead of appreciated?

I’m not a woman who asks for much. I desire partnership—help with the kids, shared responsibility at home, consistency, follow-through, time together, and love that is expressed through actions.

After years of trying to grow, taking accountability for my part, seeking counseling, and working to heal what I needed to heal, I’ve had to accept an uncomfortable truth:

There are seasons when personal growth requires space—space to hear God clearly and become who He is shaping you to be. Wanting to heal while staying surrounded by what hinders healing makes transformation much harder.

It reminds me of how real change often requires removing what keeps pulling us back. Wanting to heal while staying surrounded by what hinders healing can make transformation much harder.

This season for me is not about giving up or walking away in anger. It’s about courage over comfort. I’m choosing to step back—not toward divorce, but toward healing and clarity.

Marriage is sacred, but it’s also human. And sustaining it requires God. Some seasons stretch us more than others, and this is one of those seasons for me.

I believe God works all things for good. He sees the full picture, even when we don’t. He knows my heart and my husband’s heart.

So I’m choosing separation for a time—so I can allow God to do a deeper work in me. I’m praying that same grace, clarity, and healing covers him as well, because we are both deeply loved by the same Father.

Separation doesn’t mean different homes—it may look like different rooms, boundaries, or rhythms. The form matters less than the intention: creating space for healing.

This walk isn’t easy. And yes, it can carry shame—if we let it. But I’m choosing faith over shame, and trust that wholeness begins when we sit with God.

I’ll be documenting this journey honestly, even without all the answers. Obedience often comes before clarity.

I only know this: I cannot continue another year without becoming whole. And you don’t have to either.

Choosing healing is choosing better—and sometimes that path leads to a stronger individual, and sometimes to a healthier marriage.

It’s your girl Kim,
Talk That Transforms

I share my journey honestly—through healing, growth, faith, and becoming whole—so others know they are not alone. If you’re rebuilding, questioning, or choosing yourself in faith, welcome.

Thank you for being here. 💛
When Professionalism Meets True Colors: A Lesson in Self-Accountability and Release

I had an experience that reminded me of something we don’t talk about enough:
Sometimes the people and organizations who claim to stand for “all people”… don’t act like it when the pressure hits.

For months, I serviced a nonprofit with excellence. I showed up, went above and beyond, and fulfilled every task with integrity. Everything flowed smoothly—until suddenly, my email was hacked. A hacker sent fraudulent payment instructions to several of my clients. Thankfully, one of them alerted me in time, and I immediately notified everyone and changed my account information.

But there was one client who didn’t forward my updated email to the person responsible for paying their invoice… and they sent the money straight to the hacker.

That alone was stressful enough. But what happened after?
That’s where the lesson came in.

Instead of taking accountability for their part, I was questioned—hard.
They wanted timestamps, email logs, explanations, proof of when and who I notified.
And then… they told me I would need to “take the loss.”
Over $1,000.

I went to the bank, tried everything I could to resolve it, only to be dismissed because they “donate to the organization.” Even though I’m a member too, it suddenly felt like none of that mattered.

Then came the most shocking moment.

Their CPA called me and accused me of working with the hackers.
Accused me—after all the work and integrity I had shown.

And then he said the words that revealed everything:

“I don’t know why they work with you people.”
“We’re a multimillion-dollar organization. Why would we hire a small company like yours?”

That was the moment I realized the slogan on the wall does not always match the spirit in the building.

Under pressure, people reveal what they really think.
Big organizations sometimes think they’re too big to honor small businesses.
And sometimes “for the people” doesn’t actually include all people.

After accusing me, they paused my services “until they figured things out”… which really meant letting me go. And to make it worse? They never even signed the contract. They kept passing it around, and I—trying to help them before their grand opening—continued to work without the signature.

I learned a lot.

Not every member of an organization lives up to the mission on the website.
Not every leader understands professionalism or humility.
And not every client deserves the excellence you bring.

For a while, the situation hurt.
It was a good contract, and I know I delivered.
Sometimes I still drive by the building and wonder if they ever found “better.”

And honestly?
I’ve wondered more than once if they ever reaped what they did to me.
But knowing my heart, if they did, I’d probably feel bad for them.
It’s funny how we want people to feel what they put us through…
but at the same time, we really don’t want that for them either.
That conflict is human. That tension is real

But then I remind myself:

Once you’ve worked with my company, you will always remember the difference—even if you never admit it.

And that realization helped me do something important:

I apologized to myself.

I apologized for the way I was treated.
I apologized for the unnecessary stress.
I apologized for blaming myself when I did nothing wrong.

Some of us need to learn this:
You can apologize to yourself for what others didn’t have the maturity, character, or courage to acknowledge.

And the beautiful thing?
Once you apologize to yourself, the pain loses its sting.
The random thoughts pop up less and less.
Forgiveness becomes release.
And release becomes peace.

It wasn’t a loss for me.
It was a loss for them.

Because integrity can’t be hacked.
And excellence can’t be replaced.
Embracing the Healing Journey

My healing journey began in 2022, and now, here we are in 2025—and I still have a long way to go. But I am so grateful that I started. Life kept happening, challenges kept coming, and I can’t imagine where I’d be if I hadn’t made the decision to begin my healing process back then.

The Power of Awareness

No matter where you are on your journey, take a moment to be grateful that you’ve reached a place where you can recognize the areas in your life that need healing. That awareness alone is powerful—and it’s okay to feel that it’s a big deal.

Healing begins when we acknowledge the things that have hurt us, shaped us, or left scars. And it’s not always easy to face them head-on.

Facing the Broken Places

For me, becoming the woman God created me to be required honestly facing the things that broke me—the experiences, the mistakes, and the wounds that cut deep into my soul.

I realized that if I kept moving through life broken on the inside, that pain would eventually pour out onto the people, places, and situations around me—often in ways I regretted. Healing isn’t just for you; it’s for everyone your life touches.

Why Healing Matters

So today, I encourage you: face the things that broke you. Look at them, process them, and allow God to begin restoring the pieces of your heart.

Why? Because someone out there is waiting for the healed version of you. Someone needs your wisdom, your strength, your light—and that person can’t fully receive it until you do the work of healing.

It’s your girl Kim,
Talk That Transforms

Where are you in your healing journey today? What’s one step you can take right now to face what’s been holding you back? Share your thoughts—I’d love to hear your story.