Dear Little Girl...You Are Allowed To Say This Is Hard

Some days you’re strong.
Some days you’re tired of being strong.
And today, you’re tired.

The fear creeps in like a quiet whisper: “Here we go again…”
You’ve ridden this ride before. The walking-on-eggshells, the short tempers, the roller coaster of moods and wondering what version of someone you’ll get today. And if you're honest — you're exhausted.

Not because you’re weak.
Because you're human.

You're a woman who fiercely protects her children.
Who shows up to her calling.
Who serves with love even while she hurts.

And today, you feel it all. The heaviness. The “what ifs.” The swirl of grief for what should’ve been different. The ache of past betrayals you thought you buried. And still… you get up. You show up. You speak truth in love. And that, sweet girl, is sacred work.

You’re doing holy work — even if it looks like writing a letter to protect your son, or choosing not to shrink back into silence, or whispering “Lord, I’m scared, but I trust You anyway.”

Because the truth is, this isn't about fixing someone else.
This is about healing you.

It’s about learning how to stay grounded in your purpose and peace — whether the world around you feels stable or not.

And if no one has told you lately, hear this:
You are not too much.
You are not wrong for feeling tired.
You are not broken for wanting more.

God sees it all. The tension. The frustration. The fight to be heard. The courage it takes to live your life fully while still honoring someone else's process.

You’re not alone in it. He’s walking with you.

Even now.

Even in this.

A Question to Journal On:
What fear are you carrying that God is asking you to set down?

A Prayer for the Days You’re Just Not Sure:
God,
I don’t know what to do with all this today. But I trust You do. Help me release what I can’t control. Help me find words when I need to speak, and peace when silence is the right answer. I give You my fears, my hopes, my hurt. Thank You for holding them gently. Thank You for never making me carry it alone. Walk with me, and help me walk in wisdom.
Amen.

You are allowed to be tired.
You are still held.
You are still worthy.
💗
In tenderness and truth,
Worthy