Let’s pray:
Heavenly Father,
Here I am standing at the edge of another year, looking back at everything 2025 has been. Some days were beautiful, some were brutal. There were moments I laughed until my heart felt light… and others I cried until there were no words left.
But through it all, You stayed.
But I know this, You’re not done.
The same God who carried me through January, February, and every hard month after that will not leave me stranded here in November.
You are still writing, still building, still weaving beauty out of chaos. I decree that I will finish this year in peace.
Not broken, not bitter, but whole stronger, wiser, and anchored in You.
Every tear I’ve cried this year will water the ground for next year’s harvest.
Every battle I’ve fought will become a testimony of Your faithfulness. If there are things in me that need to end with this year, end them now.
Break every invisible chain that has followed me too long.
Heal the wounds I learned to hide.
Close the doors that lead nowhere, and open the ones that lead to destiny.
You are the God of completion.
The Author and Finisher.
And if I’m still here, that means my story isn’t over.
In Jesus’ mighty name,
Amen.
I want to be married and I do want a planned pregnancy. Like I want that experience of actually knowing we both want something and we’re actively trying to get it. So when it actually happens the joy that comes after?? Yes.
it’s 2023 & we grown. we living for ourselves these days & dgaf who like or don’t like it. & we damn sure don’t care who like or dislike us. life goes on & your life is keyword “your” life, live it up.