They say slow and steady wins the race, but my road has been rough—too many stops: regrets, disappointments, fear, anger…
Yet I hear the Lord say: My grace is sufficient for you; My strength is made perfect in your weakness.
Those stops weren’t failures; they were where God held me and refined me.
So I’ll keep going—one faithful step at a time.
The race belongs to those who endure, and my finish line is already secure in Christ.
Peace over my heart, joy rising again, every weight falling off in Jesus’ name.
I’ve got this… because He’s got me. ❤️
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