Some Days… Getting Through Is the Prayer
Some days… the only prayer is getting through.
No breakthroughs. No clarity. Just breathing… and choosing not to fall apart.
Faith feels heavier than the body… and hope becomes a whisper… barely loud enough to hear.
There are questions that stop being asked, not because the ache disappears… but because some weight was never meant to be carried.
So surrendering silently into God’s hands… trust gave birth through exhaustion.
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The path ahead remains unseen. The how stays unanswered… yet something still rises each morning.
Still fighting on. Still believes. Still holds faith… that what is written will find its way, when it’s written to be.
Some days, faith does not look like strength… It looks like staying when giving up would be easier.
And maybe that, too… is enough for now.
Written By Nihan Baig
