“I rise with purpose. My strength is divine.”
Tuesday Blessing
Strength & Purpose
“I rise with purpose. My strength is divine.”
Today, I honor the strength it takes just to keep going.
Not the loud, flashy kind—but the quiet strength that shows up when nobody sees the weight I carry.
I admit it—I’m tired.
Not just in my body, but in my spirit.
Life has been heavy, and I’ve been doubting myself more than I care to admit.
But I know this truth deep down: My strength is divine.
Even when I feel like giving up, something in me won’t let me quit.
Because it’s not just about me.
There are people depending on the light I carry—
people who find hope just because I refuse to go dark.
Today, I’m calling my strength back.
I’m letting myself rest when I need it.
I’m choosing to keep moving toward my purpose—
one step at a time, starting with my schoolwork and the vision Spirit planted in me.
Pressure is trying to break me—but maybe it’s building me.
Forging something unshakable inside me.
I never quit. I don’t let excuses stop me.
I make it happen—even when it’s hard, even when I’m hurting.
Because my purpose is greater than my pain.
I share my story so others can find the strength within themselves—
so they can know they matter.
That they’re not alone.
That their pain can have purpose too.
And if I had one thing to say that hasn’t been said—it’s this:
Being strong doesn’t mean I don’t struggle.
It means I still show up,
still believe,
still rise.
And like Pac said:
“You can just leave the pieces on the floor and move on.”
Because sometimes healing means not picking it all back up.
Sometimes strength is letting go.
Love and light to all… and so it is.
—Rev. Angela July