Who told you it was over?
Who convinced you that one mistake, one failure, one wrong turn disqualified you from purpose?
Let this be your reminder,
As long as there’s breath in your lungs, there’s still time.
Who told you it was over?
Who convinced you that one mistake, one failure, one wrong turn disqualified you from purpose?
Let this be your reminder,
As long as there’s breath in your lungs, there’s still time.
Not every battle needs an audience.
There are those who believe that their scars cannot be real.
Sometimes, the deepest healing happens behind closed doors, far from the noise, the opinions, the performance of being “okay.”
Some lessons don’t come from books.
They come from battles.
From heartbreak that cracked you open.
From betrayal that rewired your trust.
Not every battle needs an audience.
There are those who believe that their scars cannot be real.
Sometimes, the deepest healing happens behind closed doors, far from the noise, the opinions, the performance of being “okay.”
Because healing isn’t a show.
Silence can feel like a punishment.
When doors don’t open.
When prayers feel unanswered.
When progress stalls.
Some days, success looks like gold medals.
Occasionally, it appears as though only one person is awake.'...
The truth? The loudest individuals may not always be the most influential. Why?
They’re not always the most talented, the most followed, or the most gifted.
They’re the ones who keep showing up.