
When shadows fall and doubts arise,
When tears cloud over hopeful skies,
When every step feels steep, unsure—
Hold fast, take heart, endure.
The road is long, the climb is tough,
The winds may howl, the seas grow rough,
But deep within, your spark still glows—
A strength that only struggle knows.
Each stumble teaches, each scar reveals,
The hidden power that time heals.
Through pain, through loss, through endless fight,
The dawn still waits beyond the night.
So lift your gaze, though weary, worn—
The darkest hour births the morn.
And though you falter, rise anew—
For giving up was never you.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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