Their Smile Never Reaches Their
Eyes
They smile.
But something feels... off.
A genuine Duchenne smileactivates muscles around the eyes.
Fake smiles only move the mouth.
If it feels performative... it probably is.
I am ready to live, ready to walk,
ready to face life with courage and faith.
I trust You with what I cannot see,
and I thank You for everything that made me who I am becoming.
Amen.
Dear God,
Thank You for walking beside me through fire and silence,
through lessons I didn’t ask for
and strength I didn’t know I had.
Thank You for the process—for the breaking that became building,
for the betrayals that sharpened my discernment,
for the waiting that taught me
how to stand.When doors closed, You were shaping my direction. When hearts turned away, You were turning me inward. Every tear carried meaning.Every wound carried wisdom. Now I rise with open hands and a steady heart. No longer afraid of what’s ahead or bitter about what’s behind