Sometimes it isn’t a choice,
just a slight leaning—
a thought that loosens,
a grip that forgets to hold.
No thunder,
no vision,
only the soul
tilting a fraction
toward yes.
Yet in that almost-invisible turning,
something shifts its weight—
like light changing seats
in a silent room.
You walk on,
unsure what you surrendered,
only aware
that somewhere inside,
resistance fell quiet
and joy,
without introduction,
took one small step
closer.
If this poem stirred something in your heart, remember that the deepest roots grow from God’s Word itself. “Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against thee” (Psalm 119:11). If you’d like simple, practical help in tucking Scripture into memory…
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