“The stillness is brave”

A poem I wrote …

“The stillness is brave”

I am called by name and given a song,

Uniquely crafted in the hands of the Potter—

Not in the hands of the world, where time and time again

We find ourselves stuck, wandering, and lost,

When our eyes should rest on the One

Who paid our price upon the cross.

So instead of roaming from thing to thing

That only pulls you deeper into the dark,

Remember—sometimes the bravest choice

Is simply to walk away.

To leave the shadows where you’ve been hiding

And release the tears you’ve been fighting.

To break down the walls you’ve worked so hard to build around you

And step back from the picture—

Giving yourself the space to heal.

Let this be the ground where you choose to roam.

Let this be the place you finally call home.

For the quiet is full of courage,

And the stillness is brave.

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