Today I felt a gentle stirring in my spirit, reminding me that I am sitting right in the middle of God’s goodness. Not because everything around me is easy, predictable, or comfortable, but because His presence has been carrying me in ways I have not always recognised.

As I look back, I see the quiet trails of His mercy woven through the details of my days. The whispered prayers I prayed through tears, the ones I thought evaporated into the air, found answers in unexpected ways. People appeared at the exact moment my heart felt fragile, as if heaven nudged them toward me, offering comfort, truth, or simply presence. The heartbreaks that once felt like they would undo me somehow became places where healing eventually found me, even when I didn’t know how to begin. Even on the nights when fear felt too heavy, something in me kept breathing, kept trying, kept reaching. None of that was accidental. Every moment was held.

His goodness has never been reserved only for the comfortable seasons. It has lived just as faithfully in the disorienting ones. The hard places shaped me, deepened me, and strengthened the core of my faith in ways peace never could. His grace has been the reason I survived what should have broken me. It is the reason I stand where I stand today.

Now, as I begin to notice His fingerprints in the places that once felt chaotic or confusing, I understand something profound: I have not walked a single moment alone. His goodness has been my shelter, my strength, my unseen support.

I see now how His hand was present even in the chaos, weaving redemption through threads I once thought were fraying beyond repair. I see how He never left me for a single heartbeat.

And something in me whispers, If His goodness carried me this far, it will also carry me forward.

Tonight, I rest in that.

His goodness behind me.

His goodness beneath me.

His goodness ahead of me.

His goodness all around me.

💡 Reflection

• Where have I seen small or hidden signs of God’s goodness in this season? 🤔

• Which answered prayers have I overlooked because they arrived quietly? 🤔

• What difficult moments shaped me in ways I now recognise as grace? 🤔

🎺 Affirmation

I am surrounded, upheld, and gently led by the goodness of God. Nothing in my story has been wasted, and nothing in my future is without His care.

🙌 Prayer

Father, thank You for the goodness that holds me even when I cannot see it. Thank You for every quiet mercy, every unseen protection, and every answered prayer that carried me to this moment. Teach my heart to recognise Your hand in all things and to rest in the certainty that You are with me. May Your goodness continue to lead me forward, shaping me with grace and strengthening me with hope.

In Jesus’ Name, Amen.