By Esther L Thermidor

I wish I could grab a remote,
rewind time, and relive the moments I missed.
Like a movie when you skip a scene,
you just press rewind and watch it again.

But life doesn’t work that way.
If only I could go back,
undo my mistakes,
restart from the beginning,
take a different path.

I’ve done things I regret,
and the guilt weighs heavy.
If I could, I’d fix it all.
But I can’t.

Why me?
I’m tired.
I’m broken.
I hurt.
I feel weak.
Some days, I want to give up.

But I keep going
not because I have the strength,
but because Jesus does.
Because I know too many are waiting
to see me fail.

And I refuse to give them that.
By-Esther L Thermidor