Some days I want to quit. I’m tired, worn down, and pushed to my limit.
But I don’t break—I build.
I don’t run—I rise.
Even when I don’t feel strong, I show up anyway.
Because my purpose is bigger than my pain.
Because my faith is louder than my fear.
Because Spirit is my source—and I am never alone.
Today, I choose power on purpose.
Strength in surrender.
And movement, even in the mess.
—Rev. Angela July