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

 

Hagar (Genesis 16; 21:8-21)

The Woman Seen by God

 

From Rachael’s Heart

The stars had just begun to appear-soft pinpricks of light scattered across the darkening sky. The kind of sky that makes you feel small, but safe. Crickets sang from the tall grass, and the night breeze whispered through the leaves like a lullaby for the earth.

Joanna sat cross-legged on the back steps, tugging tiny burrs from the hem of her tunic and tossing them gently into the grass. Her expression was thoughtful, quiet. A few feet away, Joanna curled up beside me on the porch swing, her head tucked against my side, eyes wide and waiting-the way she always looked when she knew a story was coming.

“Some stories,” I said softly, “aren’t easy to tell. They’re not wrapped in ribbons or tied up with a happy ending. They carry the weight of sorrow, of injustice, of being cast aside.”

Joanna glanced up. “Then… why tell them?”

“Because,” I said gently, brushing a bit of hair from Joanna’s forehead, “those are often the stories where hope shines the brightest. Where God doesn’t just speak-He sees.”

Joanna blinked up at me. “Seen by who?”

“By God,” I answered. “When no one else cared. When no one else called her by name. He did.”

I looked at both of them and let the quiet settle before continuing.

“This is the story,” I said, “of Hagar-the woman God saw in the wilderness, when everyone else turned away.”

 

The Servant in the Wilderness

“Hagar was a slave, an Egyptian maidservant to Sarai, the wife of Abram.”

“Sarai had waited long for a child. Years passed, and still no son. So she gave Hagar to Abram, hoping to build a family through her.”

“It wasn’t Hagar’s choice.”

“And when she conceived, tension rose between the two women. Hagar’s status shifted-no longer just a servant, but the mother of Abram’s child. Sarai grew bitter and harsh. The home turned cold.”

“Hagar, pregnant and alone, ran away.”

“She fled into the wilderness. No shelter. No protection. No plan.”

“And that’s where it happened.”

 

The God Who Sees

“At a spring of water in the desert, the angel of the Lord found her.”

‘Hagar, servant of Sarai, where have you come from and where are you going?’ he asked.

“She answered honestly: ‘I’m running away.’”

“But the angel didn’t rebuke her. He spoke gently, even as he called her to return.”

‘Go back,’ he said. ‘I will increase your descendants-they will be too numerous to count.’

“He gave her a name for the child within her: Ishmael-‘God hears.’”

“And then Hagar did something no one else in Scripture had ever done before.”

“She gave God a name.”

“She said, ‘You are El Roi.’ The God who sees me.”

“She was a servant. A foreigner. A woman on the run. And yet… she was seen.”

 

A Second Wilderness and a Promise Renewed

“Hagar returned to Sarai and bore Ishmael, who grew up in Abraham’s household.”

“But years later, when Sarah finally gave birth to Isaac, tension returned.”

“Sarai-now Sarah-demanded that Hagar and Ishmael be sent away.”

“Abraham was distressed. But God reassured him: ‘I will make a nation of the son of the slave woman also, because he is your offspring.’”

“So once again… Hagar wandered the wilderness.”

“This time, with a weeping child and an empty water skin.”

“She placed Ishmael under a bush and stepped away, saying, ‘I cannot watch the boy die.’”

“But God… heard.”

“The angel of God called to Hagar from heaven:
‘Do not be afraid. God has heard the boy crying. Lift him up… I will make him into a great nation.’”

“God opened her eyes, and she saw a well of water.”

“She and Ishmael drank. They lived. They grew.”

“And Ishmael became a great nation, just as God had promised.”

 

Why Hagar Matters

Joanna looked up, her brow furrowed. “She was sent away twice?”

“Yes,” I said. “And both times… God found her.”

“Hagar matters because:

• She reminds us that no one is invisible to God-not the outcast, not the wounded, not the voiceless.
• She teaches us that God not only hears our cries-He speaks hope into our wilderness.
• And she shows us that even when others push us away, God draws near.”

“She gave God a name, not from a palace, but from pain. And He answered her, not with punishment, but with promise.”

 

A Word for You

Maybe you’ve been dismissed. Misunderstood. Pushed out. Maybe you feel like your story is one of wandering and aching.

Hagar’s story is for you.

She didn’t ask for the life she was given-but God still met her in it.

He saw her. He heard her. And He named her pain as worthy of His presence.

If you are in a wilderness right now, lift your eyes. There is a well nearby. God has not forgotten you. His promises are still true.

He is still El Roi-the God who sees you.