To God

I don’t always understand what You’re doing.

There have been moments where I questioned everything—the timing, the loss, the silence.

I’ve prayed and felt like nothing changed. I’ve waited and wondered if You were still there.

But even in the confusion…I can’t deny that You’ve carried me.

In ways I didn’t recognize at the time.

You kept me when I didn’t have the strength to keep myself. You covered me when I didn’t even know I needed covering.

So even when I don’t understand…I’m choosing to trust You.

Because every time I thought it was over—You proved it wasn’t.