I read Psalm 8 today.

One of the verses that gripped me was verse 6:

“Who is man that you are mindful of him? And the son of man that you visited him? Thou made him a little lower than the angels and crowned him with glory and honor. Thou hast made him to have dominion over the works of thy hands and has put all things under his feet.”

We are in the sixth month of the year 2026, and opening to this exact scripture felt deeply intentional. It stood out to me that when God created man on the sixth day, He immediately granted him dominion over everything on the earth. Right then, it became my watchword for the month ahead.

The Divine Detour

The day started out rough, and by the time I was heading home from work, I was exhausted. I stopped at the ATM to withdraw some cash for my evening errands. On my way, I caught a glimpse of the church bus. A quiet nudge suggested I go inside, but I immediately talked myself out of it. “No, no, don’t go,” I told myself. A voice in my head even reasoned, “Why bother? You missed service on Sunday, why go now?” The funny thing is someone was preaching as I highlighted the bus that got me home.

So, I turned and walked toward my house.

On getting down down my street, I stopped to buy something for an acquaintance. That was when I realized I was missing my umbrella—a dangerous oversight in the middle of the rainy season. Where did I drop it? I searched everywhere nearby and retraced my steps to the shop, but it was nowhere to be found.

Reluctantly, I paid another transport fare back to the ATM to look for it. Lo and behold, I found it at the security post. The guard had picked it up and set it aside, just standing there waiting for me.

Standing there with my umbrella, a realization hit me: Why would God bring me all the way back to the exact spot where the church was? Since the divine detour had already overwritten my original plans, I decided to stop fighting it. I walked past the ATM and stepped into the church.

A Space Orchestrated for Me

The moment I crossed the threshold, the atmosphere shifted. It felt like God was directly whispering, “You need to be here today.” It was the very first day of June, and the message alignment was undeniable.

When I read Psalm 8 this morning, it hadn’t clicked that man was created on the sixth day and given dominion. But sitting in fellowship, the revelation opened up. The pastor preached about June being the month of service. It is the month of service because just as man was created on the sixth day to serve God, the rest of creation was designed to serve man.

The sermon emphasized how we, as servants of God, must pray for others to be equipped with strength and might to carry out His work. The word reminded us that the husbandman that laboreth must be the first partaker of the fruits. This hit home deeply. I had already quietly resolved in my mind to do something special for the house of God this month—a private commitment between me and Him. The message felt like a direct validation of the desires of my heart. I needed that word of encouragement.

The prayers were tailored exactly for those who labor in God’s house, for those who feel weary, and for those who have lost hope. We prayed for the global body of Christ to be strengthened in mind and spirit.

Structural Comfort and Restoration

Another beautiful highlight was when the pastor spoke on God equipping us to be a source of comfort to those around us, referencing Isaiah: “Comfort ye my people, comfort ye my people, saith your God. Speak ye comfortably to Jerusalem.” He prayed that we would be supernaturally equipped to preach and share His word.

I cannot fully express how edified I felt. I had originally planned to just attend the mid-week Wednesday service, but being there on Monday felt like standing under an open heaven. There is an indescribable joy in hearing a congregation pray in one accord.

The intercessions grew heavy and touching as we prayed for those who have been kidnapped, asking God to turn again the captivity of Zion. We remembered those in prison—as if bound with them—and those enduring bitter hardship and suffering.

Through scriptures like Hebrews 13:3, it became clear: June is a month to exercise our earthly dominion and authority as men, but it is equally a month to remember our core purpose—to serve God without growing weary. We prayed for a total restoration of the years the locusts have eaten.

A Heart Renewed

Some people are naturally gifted with comforting words. I sometimes wish I had that specific vocabulary, but my gifts are different. Still, it is a beautiful thing to watch people use the gift of encouragement to build up others. As they prayed for the comfort of Zion, I was called forward and prayed for individually.

In that moment, I felt the tangible presence of God. I walked out feeling like an entirely different person.

The word of God is going to grow deep roots in our hearts this month. I look back and smile at how I didn’t just stumble into church unexpectedly; God literally dragged me there for His divine purpose. He orchestrated a forgotten umbrella just to ensure I wouldn’t miss His timing. It was only while sitting in the pew that it fully registered that it was June 1st. There was truly no better place in the world to begin my month.