She was a giver —
the kind of soul who poured oceans of love
into others without hesitation.
Her heart had no borders,
no fences, no caution signs.
She gave and gave,
believing that kindness
could soften even the hardest ground.
📖 "Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it." — Proverbs 4:23 (NIV)
What she didn’t realise —
not for the longest time — was this:
No matter how much love you pour into a rock,
it won’t soften.
It won’t grow.
It won’t change.
Some hearts are not ready
to receive what you carry.
And that’s not your fault.
Sometimes, the bravest thing
a tender soul can do
is to stop watering
what was never meant to bloom. 💔🌿
Prayer:
Lord, teach me the holy strength of release.
Show me how to love without losing myself,
to serve without striving,
and to let go without bitterness.
Help me trust that in Your timing,
every seed of love will find the soil it was meant for.
In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
Affirmation:
I am a faithful giver, but I am not called to grow what God has not planted.
Vrydag 20 Junie 2025
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