Hope in the Empty Confessional
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It never begins as disaster.
Just a thought.
A quiet permission.
A voice that says, just this once.
So I STOP—
not because I am strong,
but because I remember
where this road used to lead.
I DROP the lie that I can manage it,
the places that feed my weakness,
the pride that says I don’t need help today.
Then I ROLL forward—
into prayer when words are clumsy,
into voices that know my name,
into the mercy that meets me
before I fall too far.
I have learned this much:
the fire doesn’t win because it appears,
it wins when I pretend I can stand in it.
Today, I choose the drill over the damage,
the habit of wisdom over the heat of impulse.
And by God’s grace,
I walk away still standing—
Not because the fire is gone,
But because I remembered who I am.
A poet, author, and faith writer who believes words can heal what silence hides. My poetry collections — Inked Emotions, Scattered Feelings Stitched in Ink, and Love Beyond Loss — were born out of seasons of grief, solitude, and deep reflection.
Here on Catholic365, I’ve been humbled to share reflections that have reached hundreds of readers. I write not from a place of perfection, but from a longing to make sense of love, loss, and the quiet ways God speaks into our lives.
Whether it’s a poem, a story, or a small reflection, my hope is that you feel seen, encouraged, and gently reminded that faith isn’t always loud — sometimes it’s found in the waiting, the falling, the starting again.
You can find more of my work at https://about.me/anniedcosta
