You remember the joy. The clarity. The lightness in your steps when you were whole—when peace lived in your spirit and your days felt aligned. You weren’t perfect, but you were present.
Rooted. Steady.
You laughed without wondering if it would last. You loved without guarding every corner of your heart. You woke up knowing who you were and who you belonged to. But now… you’re here. Wandering. Heavy. Unsure. Not broken, but not quite whole either. You go through the motions. You smile, you show up, you survive—
But you know something’s missing. And the quiet ache whispers questions your heart doesn’t always want to face:
“Why am I here now?”
“How did I drift from who I was?”
“Can I ever get back?”
The truth?
Sometimes, the soul walks through shadows so that when the light returns, it’s not just familiar—it’s treasured. God doesn’t waste your wandering. Even in your detours, He’s near. Even when you feel far from Him, He is still whispering: “Come home.” You don’t have to map the whole journey. You just have to start with one step toward Him.
A whispered prayer.
An honest surrender.
A quiet moment of worship in your car.
One small yes.
“Return to Me, and I will return to you,” says the Lord. — Malachi 3:7
It may not look the same. You may not feel the same. But peace is not a place—it’s a person. Jesus is peace.
Joy is not a memory—it’s a promise. And hope? It’s not gone—it’s been waiting for you to remember where you last felt whole.
And the best version of you? She’s not lost. She’s waiting—right where you left her:
In prayer.
In praise.
In purpose.
In His presence.
So don’t rush. Don’t shame yourself for the distance. Don’t try to rebuild your life overnight. Just start. Start where you are. Start with Him.
Because peace still lives where He is.
And He’s never stopped calling you back home.
