Instead of asking for things to happen the way I want them to, I think I'll leave this in His hands 🩶 since God's plans are always kinder than the ones we desperately try to write for ourselves
There is no loneliness that a crowd can create which a grandmother’s hug cannot undo. I go from being no one in the streets to being everything in her arms.
Hebrews 12:2 NIV
[2] fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before Him, He endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.
It was a beautiful view, and yet, It was also a painful one. Maybe it was how the darkness looked at the sun – with a wish that somehow, it would also be called light.