Grace carried me. Gratitude grounds me.
Today, I pause to give thanks—for the blessings I saw, and the ones that held me quietly in the background.
This week wasn’t easy, but I made it. Grace carried me when strength ran low.
I choose rest, not guilt.
I choose gratitude, not regret.
And I let tomorrow unfold in Divine time.
Grace carried me. Gratitude grounds me.
My spirit is held. My heart is safe.
All is well. Love and light to all, and so it is.
—Rev. Angela July
Still I Rise Ministries