We stand here again—between what has been and what will be.
We carry both gratitude and grief. We remember moments that felt endless. We release the ones that hurt too much to hold.
Time moves, and so do we.
But God remains.
Faithful. Present. Kind.
The end of the year isn’t only about closure. It’s about clarity. Seeing what mattered most. Noticing how far we’ve come.
In Equilibrium, I wrote that balance doesn’t mean control—it means trust. That truth feels especially real right now. We can’t control what’s ahead, but we can trust the One who goes before us.
So as the clock nears midnight, pause.
Whisper your thanks.
Pray your surrender.
Let go of what you can’t carry.
Hold tightly to grace.
Another year ends. Another begins. But love remains—steady and strong, leading us into whatever comes next.
