Let Go, Let God

Dear God—

I tried.

I gave everything I had—

hands shaking,

heart racing,

my mind a whirl I couldn’t escape.

I carried the weight—

long past my shoulders’ strength.

I dragged on through days that screamed at me,

and nights that whispered nothing at all.

Even though You were there—

quiet in the cracks,

steady in the shadows,

I was too busy holding on

to notice fully.

I am tired.

I am human.

I am raw.

And still—

I am here,

breathing despite it all.

So I drop it all now—

every fear,

every failure,

every “not enough.”

Like heavy school books piling onto desks,

I let it fall.

But You catch it.

You take it,

and make it holy.

I don’t have to fix it all.

I don’t have to carry it alone.

I did my best.

I am enough.

I breathe.

I let go.

And I trust You to do the rest.