An Honest Prayer: For the One Carrying What the Church Got Wrong

I was told that divorce was failure,

that leaving meant I was less than whole.

But here I am -

still loving, still showing up,

still worthy of joy.

I was told my children would be broken

if I could not hold everything together.

But I see them laughing,

growing, asking their own brave questions.

And I am learning to trust

that honesty will carry them further than silence ever could.

Give me courage when shame creeps in.

Give me gentleness with myself when I stumble.

Let me keep walking, even when I don’t have all the answers.

This path may look different

from the one I was handed,

but it is still a path of love.

And love is holy ground.