Why do I feel like my life has just been one long struggle?

You are sitting somewhere right now, maybe a taxi, a kitchen, a work desk, and the weight of it all just feels heavy. The years feel long. Hard. And a quiet voice asks whether any of it was worth it. Look back honestly, though. The morning the fear lifted. The person who showed up when you needed them. The door that opened when you had nothing left. You did not arrange those things. And here is what God says about every single one of those days:

"Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever."

- Psalm 23:6 (KJV)

Before tonight ends, name one moment from your past where something shifted and you had no hand in it. Write it on your arm, in your notes app, on a scrap of paper. Say it out loud. Let that one thing be your proof that you were never walking alone.

What is one moment from your past that you can now see was not luck?

Lord, I have not always recognised You in the hard years. But You were there. Thank You for the goodness I almost missed. I walk into tomorrow knowing You have been faithful all along. Amen.