Disappointments Are Not the End: When life doesn’t go as planned, maybe it’s not the end—it’s a redirection.
Lord,
why does my heart keep falling
for what my mind knows will break me?
It beats faster for the ones
who only see me as an option.
It aches for voices
that never pray my name.
It dreams of arms
that will never lead me closer to You.
And my mind shouts: Stop!
It draws lines.
It builds walls.
It reasons, calculates, warns.
But my heart—
it leaps anyway.
Why, Lord?
Why is it always a battle
between what I feel
and what I know?
Teach me to love what is worthy,
to desire what won’t destroy me,
to silence the hunger for scraps
when You’ve set a feast before me.
And when my heart argues,
when it runs ahead reckless—
be the Shepherd who pulls it back.
Hold me until the storm inside me
bows to the truth:
That real love doesn’t blind me.
It frees me.
And if it isn’t leading me to You,
then it isn’t love at all.