Daughters of the Sacred Promise
Stories of Strength, Surrender, and the Sacred Thread of Faith

 

A sacred retelling of the women whose stories shaped scripture and still shape us.

From queens and warriors to widows and unnamed seekers, Daughters of the Sacred Promise brings their voices to life with warmth, wonder, and wisdom. Each story is woven with scripture, reflection, and hope-reminding us that God’s promise was never just for the powerful, but for every woman willing to believe.

Their names may be scattered across pages, but their faith threads them together-into one sacred story that still speaks today.

Discover 10 untold stories of biblical women-queens, servants, mothers, and seekers-through the eyes of Rachael. Daughters of the Sacred Promise is a heartfelt journey of strength, surrender, and sacred faith, bringing ancient voices to life for today’s reader.

"The Lord gives the word;
the women who proclaim the good news are a great host."
- Psalm 68:11

 

 

For every girl who wonders if her story matters.
For every woman who has ever stood in the margins, wrestled with faith, or whispered a brave yes in the dark.

This book is for you.

Because from ancient scrolls to present-day souls,
God has never stopped choosing women.

-With love,
Savia

 

 

Esther: (Book of Esther)

The Woman Who Spoke Up for Her People

 

From Rachael’s Heart

The night had that quiet, magical kind of stillness-the kind where even your footsteps feel softer and your voice drops to a whisper, without meaning to. The fire in the backyard crackled low, casting flickers of gold across the girls’ faces.

Emily sat with her legs tucked underneath her, gently placing a crown she had woven from dried garden flowers onto Joanna’s head. The petals were a little crinkled, but they still carried the soft scent of lavender and chamomile. Joanna sat perfectly still, eyes wide and smiling, as if something royal had just happened.

“You look like a queen,” Emily said playfully, adjusting the crown like it really mattered.

I leaned in, my voice low and steady. “Not just any queen,” I said, smiling. “Tonight, I’ll tell you about the one who wore a real crown-and risked everything to save her people.”

Both girls stilled, drawn in.

“Her name was Esther,” I said, letting the name linger in the air. “But before the palace, before the title, she was a girl… quiet, brave, ordinary in the eyes of the world-but chosen for something extraordinary.”

 

For Such a Time as This

“Esther was born into exile. A Jewish girl, living in Persia, far from the land of her ancestors. Her parents died when she was young, and she was raised by her cousin Mordecai, a kind and faithful man who loved her like his own daughter.”

“She was quiet, modest, beautiful-not just in face, but in spirit. Her name, Hadassah, meant ‘myrtle tree’-something fragrant, evergreen, even in winter. That was Esther-rooted, even when life tried to uproot her.”

“One day, a royal summons shook the kingdom.”

“The queen, Vashti, had refused to appear before the king. In a fit of pride and anger, he banished her-and declared a search for a new queen.”

“The most beautiful young women in the land were taken into the palace. Perfumed. Prepared. Presented. Esther was among them.”

“She could’ve fought it. She could’ve tried to hide. But Mordecai told her to go-and to trust God.”

“She didn’t reveal her heritage. She said nothing of her people. And when it was her turn to enter the king’s court, she asked for no special favor. And yet-he chose her.”

“Esther became queen.”

“But this is not a love story-not in the way the world writes them. This was a rescue story being written in whispers.”

 

The Plot in the Shadows

“While Esther wore royal robes, a shadow crept across the kingdom. A man named Haman, proud and powerful, rose in rank beside the king. But when Mordecai refused to bow to him-because a child of Israel bows only to God-Haman’s pride twisted into hatred.”

“He didn’t just want to punish Mordecai. He wanted to destroy all the Jews.”

“He cast lots-Purim-to choose a date. He wrote a decree. And the king, unaware of what it truly meant, sealed it with his ring.”

“When Mordecai heard, he tore his clothes in mourning and sent word to Esther.”

“You must go to the king,” he said. “You must speak.”

“But Esther was afraid. No one, not even the queen, could go to the king uninvited. To do so was to risk death.”

“She sent word back, hesitant, trembling.”

“And Mordecai replied: ‘Do not think that you will escape in the king’s palace any more than all the other Jews. If you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance will arise from another place-but who knows whether you have come to the kingdom for such a time as this?’”

 

The Fast, the Courage, and the Feast

“Esther’s heart shifted. She sent a reply that still echoes through history.”

‘Go, gather all the Jews in Susa. Fast for me. I will go to the king… and if I perish, I perish.’

“She put on royal robes-not just of silk, but of purpose-and approached the king.”

“And he extended his golden scepter.”

“Not only did she live-he welcomed her.”

“But she didn’t rush. She invited the king and Haman to a banquet. And then a second one.”

“She waited for the moment, the prompting. And at that second feast, she revealed the truth.”

‘If I have found favor in your eyes, spare my people… for we are to be destroyed.’

“The king was shocked. Furious. ‘Who would do such a thing?’ he demanded.”

‘Haman,’ Esther said.

“The trap he’d set for Mordecai-he fell into himself. And the decree to destroy the Jews? Esther and Mordecai rewrote it. A new decree gave the people the right to defend themselves-and they did. And they lived.”

“The celebration that followed was called Purim, in remembrance of the lots Haman cast, which God turned to victory.”

 

Why Esther Matters

Emily sat upright now, crown still nestled in her hair. Joanna's eyes were wide with wonder, hands folded in her lap.

“Esther matters because:

• She reminds us that courage isn’t the absence of fear-it’s moving forward in spite of it.
• She teaches us that quiet beginnings can lead to powerful moments.
• And she shows us that sometimes, the place we least expected to be is exactly where God needs us most.”

“She didn’t raise a sword. She raised her voice. And her voice rescued a nation.”

 

A Word for You

Maybe you feel small in the place you’ve been planted. Maybe you wonder if your story matters-if you’re too quiet, too ordinary, too afraid.

Esther’s story is for you.

God doesn’t wait for perfect people. He positions willing ones.

You may not wear a crown or stand before kings-but you may stand before a friend, a teacher, a child, a moment of choice. And that moment may be yours for such a time as this.

So, fast. Pray. Stand up. Speak wisely. And when it’s time-don’t stay silent. Because the words God puts in your mouth may be the rescue someone else has been waiting for.