One fabulous Thinker

 There are moments in life when we finally stop running — when we realize that all the things we chased, all the noise we let distract us, and all the battles we fought on our own strength were never what we really needed. We get caught up sweating the small things, scrolling for validation, trying to control what was never ours to fix. We wear ourselves out searching for peace in people, in success, or in escape — and still feel that aching void inside. But then comes that breaking point — the moment we admit, “I can’t do this on my own.” That’s when grace rushes in. God doesn’t meet us with condemnation; He meets us with compassion. He pulls us out of the pit, quiets the chaos in our minds, and reminds us, “You were never meant to carry this alone.” When I look back, I can see it so clearly — He was always there. In the struggle, in the silence, in the moments I felt most lost, He was guiding me back home. Every misstep, every failure, every time I fell apart — He was using ...