
Healing truly is a choice.
You can choose to remain in that pain, that sorrow, that grief, or you can choose to take those steps out.
Now, don’t scoff. Don’t ridicule. Don’t turn me off.
I know this isn’t an easy read.
You might be screaming I don’t understand.
You may be shouting I don’t see your space.
You might be shrugging I don’t hear you.
You may be screeching I don’t feel your struggle.
But I do understand. I do see. I do hear. I do feel.
Because I am there.
My place may not be yours, but it is mine alone.
And there is a hope for tomorrow, but it is mine to grasp.
Mine alone.
And you have the same. If you will but choose.
Don’t remain a victim of circumstance.
Don’t stay a martyr of the past.
Don’t settle as a casualty of the shattered.
Fight for the new day.
Fight for the brighter future.
Fight for the healing to come.
What you don’t fight for, you don’t deserve, and you can never declare as your own.
Fight for it with every breath.
And win.
Even when you feel you can’t.
Do you not know that those who run in a race all run, but one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may obtain it.
1 Corinthians 9:24








