God Restored Me

There is a shift that happens when you stop resisting what you are When you realize every moment has been shaping who you are Not through punishment or failure, not through loss or through defeat But through lessons wrapped in timing that were always meant to meet You stop asking why it's happening and start asking what it shows Because every closed direction is a seed that somehow grows And what once felt like disruption starts to feel like guided change Like every broken pathway was arranging something strange Not chaos, but a structure you could not have understood Until you stepped back far enough to see that it was good Even what you labeled burden starts to carry hidden light Revealing that the struggle was a form of inner sight Because alignment is not comfort, it is truth without disguise It is seeing past illusion with awakened inner eyes So I no longer argue with what life has placed before I observe it as a teacher opening another door