Writers 
Tomorrow,
I do not know your face,
yet I have whispered your name
more times than I can count.
If you can hear me,
wait for me—
I am coming,
not as someone who has everything figured out,
but as someone still learning
how to walk by faith.
Today,
I leave my worries behind.
The heavy questions,
the endless “what ifs,”
the quiet fears that steal my sleep—
I refuse to carry them
into another sunrise.
Instead,
I make room
for joy that is genuine
and peace that does not depend
on perfect circumstances.
I will not pretend
that I am fearless.
There are moments
when I wonder
what tomorrow holds,
when uncertainty knocks
gently at my heart.
But then I remember
a truth stronger than fear:
I may not know
what tomorrow holds,
but I know
the One who holds my tomorrow.
And that is enough.
So I surrender
every anxious thought
into God's faithful hands.
I release the need
to control every outcome
and choose to trust
the Author of my story.
Tomorrow,
I will meet you
with a prepared heart—
ready to learn,
ready to grow,
ready to begin again
if I must.
I will carry gratitude
instead of panic,
hope instead of doubt,
and faith instead of fear.
If the road is smooth,
I will praise.
If the road is difficult,
I will still keep walking.
Because every sunrise
is another invitation
to become wiser,
kinder,
stronger,
and closer to the woman
God is shaping me to be.
So, dear tomorrow,
I am not chasing you
with fear.
I am walking toward you
with faith,
knowing that grace
will arrive there
before I do.