10/10/2025
There was a time I used to chase everything — answers, people, even peace itself.
But one day, I grew tired of running.
So I stopped.
And in that stillness, something shifted.
The world was still noisy, life was still imperfect…
but my heart became quiet.
I started to see that serenity wasn’t found in escaping the storm —
it was found in trusting God through it.
Now, I wake up each day not searching for peace,
but carrying it gently within me.
Because I’ve learned — serenity isn’t a place you find.
It’s a presence you allow.
