Painting of a woman sitting at a table with a cup of coffee


The sunrise peeked through the curtains, bathing the room in soft golden light. She slowly opened her eyes, feeling the heaviness in her soul. Today marked one year since she left her job to pursue her dream of being a writer. But the unfinished manuscript on her desk was just a reminder of how far she still had to go. With a sigh, she pulled the covers up and turned away from the light. A few more minutes of sleep, then she would get up and face the day ahead. As she drifted off again, her mind filled with "shoulds" - she should be up writing, should be further along, should be more motivated and driven. The Cathedral bells rang in the distance, their low melodic tones reminding her of Sunday service back home. As a girl, she found such comfort sitting next to her grandmother in the worn wooden pews. Now, she felt so distant from God. But the lingering notes carried a peace that stilled her anxious thoughts. She rose and made coffee in the small kitchen. Steam curled up from her mug as she sat looking out the window. The sights and sounds of the bustling street below filled her with a sense of connection to something bigger than herself. For now, this was enough. She could stop striving, stop judging herself for what she hadn't done or become. This was where she was meant to be in this moment - not out of failure, but out of trust. God's grace washed over her like sunlight, whispering that motivation would come again when she was ready. But for today, it was enough to simply be.
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The sunrise peeked through the curtains
,
bathing the room in soft golden light
.
She slowly opened her eyes
,
feeling the heaviness in her soul
.
Today marked one year since she left her job to pursue her dream of being a writer
.
But the unfinished manuscript on her desk was just a reminder of how far she still had to go
.
With a sigh
,
she pulled the covers up and turned away from the light
.
A few more minutes of sleep
,
then she would get up and face the day ahead
.
As she drifted off again
,
her mind filled with "shoulds" - she should be up writing
,
should be further along
,
should be more motivated and driven
.
The Cathedral bells rang in the distance
,
their low melodic tones reminding her of Sunday service back home
.
As a girl
,
she found such comfort sitting next to her grandmother in the worn wooden pews
.
Now
,
she felt so distant from God
.
But the lingering notes carried a peace that stilled her anxious thoughts
.
She rose and made coffee in the small kitchen
.
Steam curled up from her mug as she sat looking out the window
.
The sights and sounds of the bustling street below filled her with a sense of connection to something bigger than herself
.
For now
,
this was enough
.
She could stop striving
,
stop judging herself for what she hadn't done or become
.
This was where she was meant to be in this moment - not out of failure
,
but out of trust
.
God's grace washed over her like sunlight
,
whispering that motivation would come again when she was ready
.
But for today
,
it was enough to simply be
.
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