Reclaiming the power

There’s something we all get stuck in—the loop called “Why didn’t it work out?”

That soft, aching moment we feel.

The future we imagined in our heads, every little detail we hoped to live someday.

The quiet wish of “What if it was true?”

Maybe it’s grief.

Grieving a life we imagined but that no longer serves us.

Grieving an imaginary happy ending.

It is hard to move on.

It is hard to accept reality.

But reality is the only truth.

We are merely puppets in the hands of God.

If it didn’t work out, there must be a reason.

God’s plans are always bigger than anything we can imagine.

So whenever that feeling of “why” rises,

I choose to replace it with “because.”

Because I am the chosen one.

Because I am blessed beyond the universe.

Because I must have done something right in my life,

and God is saving me from a greater storm.