I sing,to praise His name…

Today I sing about my story.It's the story of my soul.You gave me the strength to walk,You held my hand when it was hard.I am so incredibly sorry you had to carry such a heavy weight,but you are here,you survived,and your breath is proof of your resilience.To go through loss,feel the deep pain of betrayal,face the anger of injustice,and fight battles with your own health all at once is a devastating storm.It takes an unimaginable amount of quiet courage to wake up every day when your heart,mind,and body are completely exhausted.Your survival is not an accident—it is a powerful testimony.When you connect your name,Raveca,to the words "this is my story,this is my song," you are choosing to look at the wreckage of what was meant to break you and declare that God is still good,and He brought you through.Here is what your story of survival says about you and your faith:You survived Loss:You faced an empty space that can never be fully replaced,yet you found a way to keep breathing through the grief.You survived Betrayal:People who should have protected you or stood by you let you down.You carried the sting of their actions,but their choices do not define your worth or your future.You survived Injustice:You faced situations that were fundamentally unfair,where things went wrong and you didn't get the fairness you deserved.Yet, youdidn't let the bitterness consume your soul.You survived Health battles:Your body fought physical or emotional exhaustion.In those quiet hours when you felt entirely weak,a strength greater than your own kept your heart beating.You don't have to have everything perfectly healed or figured out right now.Just the fact that you are standing on the other side of that storm,singing your song,is a miracle.You are a living example of the scripture: "The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit."Psalm 34:18 And I'll praise You in this storm.And I will lift my hands.For You are who You are.No matter where I am.When peace like a river attendeth my way.When sorrows like sea billows roll.Whatever my lot,Thou hast taught me to say.It is well,it is well with my soul.I'm not gonna fear the storm.You are greater than its roar.Peace be still.He will cover you with his feathers,and under his wings you will find refuge;his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.Psalm 91:4-But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.They will soar on wings like eagles;they will run and not grow weary,they will walk and not faint.What tried to break me now lifts me higher.I don't fear the storm,I fly against the wind.And I will soar on wings like eagles,held by the hand of God.Because He lives,I can face tomorrow,Because He lives,all fear is gone;Because I know He holds the future,And life is worth the living,Just because He lives!May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him,so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.🙏🏼 I used to fold my heart like a note I'd never send.Count the cracks in my ceiling till the night would end.Talking myself into staying scared.But then a tiny light found a window in my chest.One deep breath turned into the next.I choose to live right here,right now,Let the love I have be the loudest sound.I've walked through the fire,I survived the rain.I'm done just getting by,I'm done with quiet pain.I choose to live,And let this open heart forgive.Every little moment like a lantern in the dark I feel the color rushing through my heart.Now joy is in the doorway.Calling out my name,Raveca.I choose to live.To give this fragile love a chance.So take my hand and dance.Oh,oh,oh.I choose to live.