🎵 “I will not be afraid of ten thousand foes, though I’m surrounded on every side, for You alone are my Protector — in You my soul will hide.” 🎶

This morning’s wake-up song became a quiet declaration over my soul. Life will be hard sometimes, and the enemy will still try to take me out — yet God remains my Defender. His presence surrounds me like a shield, His peace anchors me when everything else trembles.

Today, the heaviness that’s lingered for weeks has lifted. Someone recently said that funerals and memorials bring closure — they allow us to honour, to pay tribute, and to say our final goodbyes. I haven’t had that for any of my distant losses — those already lost to distance long before they were lost to death.

Yet even without closure, I woke today with gratitude. A new dawn. New mercies.

Life goes on, and I want to live mine as Mom did — loving people back to life.

Unlike her, I wasn’t raised or trained in God’s ways, so I must be intentional not to fall back into my old patterns of withdrawal or disconnection. Healing is rarely a single moment; it’s a continual returning — to love, to hope, to the One who covers me with grace until the ache softens into peace.

I rest in this promise today — that the One who began a good work in me will complete it.

💗 Prayer:

Father, thank You for being my Protector and my peace. Thank You for lifting the weight of sorrow and wrapping me once more in Your presence. Teach me to rest beneath Your covering when the world feels unsteady, and to keep loving others with the same grace that You’ve poured into me.

In Jesus’ Name, Amen.