When Life Redefines Reality

 

Life shifts without warning,
like waves against the shore —
a diagnosis, a loss,
a "we can't do this anymore."

The ground beneath us trembles,
and faith feels hard to find.
Yet even in the breaking,
God whispers, "You'll be fine."

The voices come with kindness,
"I'm praying," "Let me know."
But when the silence lingers,
we learn who truly shows.

For showing up takes courage —
it's sacrifice, it's grace,
It's standing in the tension
of someone else's place.

Some bring meals or messages,
some quietly kneel and pray.
Their love becomes the shelter
that holds the storm at bay.

And others stay in silence,
not cruel — just unaware.
Still, the ache of unmet promise
hangs heavy in the air.

Yet even in that emptiness,
a sacred truth we find:
our help comes not from people,
but from the One divine.

He meets us in the quiet,
in the tears we try to hide.
He doesn't need composure —
He wants the heart inside.

We're learning to be honest,
to say, "We need a hand."
For healing starts with openness,
And grace helps us to stand.

We'll be the ones who show up,
with simple acts, not grand —
a meal, a prayer, a message,
a touch, a listening hand.

One miracle at a time,
He writes the story anew.
And every step, though trembling,
is guided by what's true.

So if you see the weary,
the ones the world forgot,
don't wait for perfect timing —
just love them where they're caught.

Because love that truly shows up
doesn't wait for a sign —
it moves through broken moments,
and reflects the heart divine.

And when our own strength falters,
and help feels out of view,
God whispers through the silence —
"My child, I'm carrying you."