Silent Lessons

God had to humble me…

take the weight out my voice,

strip me down ‘til I learned

that silence carries more power than noise.

He showed me—

not every battle’s mine to fight,

not every loss is failure,

sometimes it’s just His redirection,

His protection in disguise.

See, I used to cry over closed doors,

but now I bow my head,

‘cause every “no” was really God saying,

“Child, I got better for you ahead.”

And the wins?

I don’t flash ‘em, I don’t brag.

I just hold ‘em quiet,

close to my chest,

like hidden treasure between me and Him.

Blessings keep coming—

unseen, but undeniable.

The world might not notice,

but my spirit… my spirit overflows.

Gratitude became my anthem,

not sung out loud,

but whispered in prayers,

thanked in tears,

felt in the beat of my chest.

Every loss—lesson.

Every win—praise.

Every blessing—

proof my God never left my side.