Ever wake up with that quiet voice whisperin’, “slow down… you’re missin’ it”?
Today feels like one of those days. Not a rush-to-the-finish-line kind of day. Not a grind-your-soul-into-the-ground day. But a pause. A moment. One of those rare windows when God says, “Let Me do the heavy lifting today—just be.”
See, I’ve learned the hustle will never stop clappin’ for itself. It’ll demand encore after encore 'til you forget who you were before the applause. But every now and then, the soul needs to breathe without being told to perform.
You ever notice how the best music sits in the pocket? It’s not just the notes—it’s the space between ‘em. The rest. That silence that makes the message hit harder. Life’s the same. It’s not always about what you’re doing—it’s about who you’re becoming while you’re doing it.
So I’m talking to the ones who are feelin’ like the tank’s runnin’ low. You’ve been strong, consistent, showed up when nobody clapped, prayed when no one replied. That silence wasn’t rejection—it was preparation.
Let this be the day you don’t measure your worth by your productivity. Let this be the day you sit in stillness long enough to realize you’re already aligned, already worthy, already equipped. Don’t miss today chasing a tomorrow that ain’t promised.
Today is sacred.
Even if it looks like rest.
Even if it feels like not enough.
Even if your phone stays quiet and the world scrolls past you.
You’re not behind. You’re being built. Quietly. Thoroughly. Lovingly.
Let the pause heal you.
I’m takin’ my own advice on this one. And if this hit your heart, maybe you were meant to hear it too.
Until next time—
Stay focused. Stay grounded. Let God lead.
—Shemaiah 💭✍🏽
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