Help Me Overcome.

Last night…

was heavy.

Not in silence,

but in noise.

Little voices,

restless hearts,

tiny hands needing me ,

all at once.

Six lives,

calling me “mom”,

and I felt myself

splitting in every direction.

I love them,

God, I do…

But some days,

love looks like exhaustion,

and faith feels like trying…

not to fall apart.

This life…

it’s loud,

wild,

beautiful…

and more than I know,

how to carry sometimes.

I keep praying,

that it will get easier…

but it hasn’t.

Not yet.

And still…

You say:

“In me you will have peace.”

I read it.

I want it.

I constantly reach for it…

but fear keeps slipping back in…

like it knows my name.

I trust you…

I do.

But there is a war in my mind…

between what I know,

and what I feel.

I try to lay it down…

every worry,

every weight…

yet somehow,

they find their way

back into my hands.

God, I need a break.

Not from them…

but from the heaviness inside me.

I need your peace…

the kind this verse,

Your verse,

promises.

The kind of peace that holds,

even when everything else,

feels like it is unraveling.

Help me to be steady.

Help me to be a light.

For them.

For my children…

who are watching,

how I stand,

when life feels like too much.

Let them see,

something stronger than me.

Let them see you.

Teach me how to lead with grace.

To love with patience.

To breathe throughout the chaos…

without losing myself in it.

Help them to grow into good,

kind,

faithful souls.

Help me to grow too.

Help me to grow,

closer to you.

Stronger in you.

Because if this world,

is going to shake me…

then I will learn,

how to stand in it anyway.

You said,

You’ve already overcome it.

So teach me,

how to live in Your truth,

in Your word,

and in Your love.

Help me overcome.

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