God, when the waiting feels endless, remind me that this season has purpose.
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Dear God, steady my heart when the unknown starts to overwhelm me. Because the truth is, the hardest battles are often the internal ones - the quiet spirals, the what-ifs that grow louder when the world quiets, the fear that
I want you to know that God sees you. You walk through your days with your head low, hands balled into fists. Though you try to feign this sense of confidence, you so often fall short.
Not all pressure is loud. Some of it moves into your mind slowly, unnoticed-like the quiet belief that your value is something you have to maintain. It doesn't announce itself. It disguises itself as responsibility, as excellence, as ambition.
You wonder when life will look up for you, when you'll step into the light and begin achieving your dreams.
The truth is-the hardest conversations you will ever face are the ones you have with yourself. They unfold quietly, beneath the surface of your hope, shaping how you carry your past, shaping how you reach for your future.
You never actually see it coming. In the past, you’ve been so accustomed to dating the wrong people, some of whom were just the most toxic, manipulative, and emotionally abusive people you’ve dated.
Feeling "behind" is one of the most common lies the enemy whispers - and one of the easiest ones to believe.
What you focus on shapes you - the way you think, the way you feel, the way you move through your hardest days. And the world will always give you something to fear. Storms rise. Stress creeps in.
External noise doesn't just surround you-it has a way of shaping you the more it impacts your soul. It is the kind of noise that tells you to rush when God is asking you to wait.
There is a deep-rooted kind of ache that anchors itself in words left unsaid. It exists within the apology you never received, the goodbye you never heard, the truth you carried quietly, waiting for the right moment.
You've been conditioned to believe that love is something you have to work for.
We live in a world that often measures value by productivity and praises those who pour out endlessly without pause.
