10/01/2026
There are moments when I simply place my hand over my heart and become still.
And there it is.
This beautiful, indescribable feeling of Love within me.
Sometimes it is so strong that tears begin to fall—not because I am sad, but because something within me recognizes it.
And I think of all the moments in my life when I have felt forgotten. All the moments I believed I was alone, unseen, or somehow left to carry everything by myself.
Yet when I feel this Love within my heart, something deeper reminds me:
You were never alone.
You were never forgotten.
Perhaps there is a part of us that has always known this.
Beneath the noise.
Beneath the hurt.
Beneath everything this human life has asked us to carry…
Love has remained.
God has remained.
And maybe our journey isn’t about finding our way to this Love at all.
Maybe it is simply about becoming still enough to remember that it has been within us the entire time.