When the world is loud with breaking news,
and minutes shatter into fear,
breathe—
not to escape the storm,
but to stand within it.
Chaos is a river in flood,
thrashing at its banks,
but you are not the water.
You are the stone beneath—
steady, unmoved by noise.
Let panic pass like weather,
dark clouds with no permission to stay.
Your calm is not denial;
it is a quiet act of courage,
a choice to remain whole.
Inhale the present moment.
Exhale the need to control the rest.
Even fire listens to patience,
even night softens for those who wait.
Stay calm in the chaos—
not because it is easy,
but because your stillness
is the light that teaches the dark
where to end.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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