In the quiet moments, a whisper calls,
"Joy is not earned; it freely falls."
We scrub and we tidy, we set the stage,
But life’s fleeting moments slip through the cage.
Hours spent cleaning before we can roam,
Yet memories linger in hearts we call home.
The dust will be there, the chores never cease,
But outside awaits the sweet promise of peace.
Let go of the burden, the “musts” and the “shoulds,”
Step into the light, where laughter once stood.
It’s okay to pause, let joy take its place,
In the dance of the day, find your own grace.
We often withhold from the One who knows best,
Thinking we’re unworthy, we fail the test.
Yet He waits with open arms, love in His heart,
No need to be perfect, just play your part.
Read His words softly, let prayers take flight,
Thankfulness blossoms in the still of the night.
Be patient, be faithful, through trials and fears,
For blessings are coming, just wait through the years.
So remember, dear soul, as you wander and roam,
You don’t have to earn joy; it’s your true home.
Embrace every moment, let laughter take hold,
In the warmth of His promise, let your heart unfold.
