A letter to the one whose strength has become a silent weight.
You’ve carried it all—the expectations, the pressure, the unspoken vows to never fall apart. They called you steady. They called you dependable. But no one ever asked if you were okay beneath it all.
This letter is for the man who walks into every room and makes sure everyone else is alright… while quietly wondering if anyone can see his weariness.
God sees. Not the version of you who’s got it all together, but the man who is faithful even when he feels forgotten.
You don’t have to carry everything alone. You weren’t designed to. God never called you to be invincible. He called you to be His. He’s not disappointed in your tiredness. He’s moved by it.
Let Him meet you in the places you’ve been too strong to speak about. Your surrender is not a failure—it’s your freedom.
