But He didn’t rush me.
He met me in the middle of my shaking hands and tired bones. He walked beside me at the pace of my slow, trembling steps and called that progress. He whispered that every small breath, every tiny decision to keep going, every moment I chose Him instead of giving up was already a victory.
And maybe you need to hear that today. Maybe you are taking baby steps and calling them nothing. Maybe you are breathing through pain no one knows you carry. Maybe you are trying again after days where you felt like you were sinking.
God sees that as movement. God sees that as courage. God sees that as progress.
You don’t have to sprint for Him to stay. You don’t have to be unbroken for Him to love you. You don’t have to be healed for Him to call you His.
He will walk at the pace of your healing and never once shame you for the time it takes.
“He will not let your foot slip. He who watches over you will not slumber.” - Psalm 121:3
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