Keep Reaching for the Light

I’ve been running on empty, giving more than I could spare. But the good Lord keeps on whispering, “Child, come up for air.” There’s a quiet in these mountains where my worn-out heart can rest, where His mercy meets the sunrise and my spirit starts to mend. You’re allowed to step back, you’re allowed to be restored. Even Jesus walked the hillside when His soul was feeling worn. Keep tending to your own flame till it’s burning clean and bright. Gather close to faithful people, keep on reaching for the light. I’ve been walking through the shadows, hearing all their heavy cries. But the darkness ain’t the only thing still living in this life. There are places made for healing, there are hands that lift you up. And the fire the Lord put in you still deserves a tender touch. You’re allowed to step back, you’re allowed to be restored. Even Jesus walked the hillside when His soul was feeling worn. Keep tending to your own flame till it’s burning clean and bright. Gather close to faithful people, keep on reaching for the light. One day I’ll return stronger, with a warmth that doesn’t fade. Not a spark from sheer survival, but the fire my Savior made. You’re allowed to step back, you’re allowed to be restored. Even Jesus walked the hillside when His soul was feeling worn. Keep tending to your own flame till it’s burning clean and bright. Gather close to faithful people, keep on reaching for the light.