Rooting down while life shifts.<br>Here, I write through the ache, the questions, and the quiet becoming — learning to stand steady even when nothing feels certain.

 

No one ever picked me
Chose me
Fought for me
Those that have
I stare at every day
Those that I yearned to
I hoped would every day

I chose them
I picked them
I fought for them

The minute I chose me
Stood up for what I believed
I was shown the door
Pushed out
Ignored

Only God has chosen me over and over
He has picked me up from dark corners of my mind
From crowds, I shouldn’t be in
From places, I thought welcomed me

My God teaches me to stay loyal
To choose me
Even when I was told I was not enough
Even when their love came with conditions

A God like this is for everyone
He will help you face the rejections
Feel the hurt
And learn the lessons

This God has taught me that enough is found in me
It is found in my waking up
My feet hitting the ground and saying, “Thank you for the sun I see rising before me.”
It is in my quiet time
My pen to paper
My tears
My laugh
My enough is in my child’s beating heart
It is found in Him
Who has given me the courage
To face the demons and not crouch down in defeat

My enough is enough for me
Not for you, you, and especially, not for you!
My enough was found in the first cry I let out being pushed out into this world
That was the moment I declared to be enough

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