Even when your path takes me through the valley of deepest darkness, fear will never conquer me, for you already have! Your authority is my strength and my peace. The comfort of your love takes away my fear. I’ll never be lonely, for you are near. You become my delicious feast even when my enemies dare to fight. You anoint me with the fragrance of your Holy Spirit; you give me all I can drink of you until my cup overflows. So why would I fear the future? Only goodness and tender love pursue me all the days of my life. (Psalm 23:4-6 TPT)
I don’t want to be alone—
Alone with my thoughts,
or the ache in my chest.
So I scroll and I scroll,
just trying to find what works best.
New hobbies—I’ve got some.
I stay busy, it’s easiest.
Because if I slow down,
if I make space to feel—
where does that leave me?
At least if I burn out,
I can burn out in peace,
too exhausted to face
the broken parts of me.
But “alone” always finds me—
at the worst times.
When the room is dark
and no one’s by my side.
It creeps in, reminding me
I can feel…
But what if I don’t want to?
That pain is too real.
They say, “Try therapy,”
but will talking help?
I don’t want to relive
all that hell.
It was hot. It was heavy.
It was more than I knew how to hold.
Who would choose
to reopen those stories once told?
So I stay busy—
as busy as I can be,
even when my body
is breaking beneath me.
And right at the edge,
when I’m starting to fall,
I hear my Father say—
“My child, you’re safe here.
Say it. Say it all.
Say that you’re angry.
Say that you’re scared.
Say it felt like
I wasn’t there.
Ask how I let you
walk through that pain.
If I loved you,
why didn’t I take it away?
I know how you feel—
and it’s okay to say.
But I’ve been right here,
holding you up,
carrying your weight
when you’ve had enough.
I would carry this too
if you trusted Me with it.
I know that it’s hard—
I know what you’re giving.
You think I broke
the trust you had given…
But My daughter—
My life for yours
Has already been given.
I placed you with purpose.
I knew you from the start.
I’ve seen who you are
and who you’ll become in your heart.
I gave you the strength
to make it through—
and you did.
Relentless.
You didn’t fail then,
and you won’t fail now.
My plans are bigger
than what you see somehow.
Your story—
it needs to be told.
From mountains to valleys,
to the hurting, the lost.
Because the pain you’ve carried,
the hell you’ve survived,
will help lead others
back into life.
I gave you people
when you needed them most—
Now you’ll be that person
for the next wandering soul.
So go, My daughter—
do not be afraid.
I am with you.
You were never alone.
Healing God,
We thank you for your ever-present nature on those who are suffering in traumatic situations. We pray that you would be very tangible to them through other people, your Word, supernatural experiences, or whatever way you choose to use. We pray that fear will never conquer them because you are their strength and peace. We pray the comfort of your love, goodness, and tenderness would be upon them all the days of their lives, in Jesus’s name. AMEN.
h/t K.V.