ENOUGH

 

“Let It Be Enough”

Today, it is enough to simply breathe.

To open your eyes, even when they’re filled with tears.

To feel the ache and still choose not to let it break you.

It is enough to whisper, “I’m still here,”

even if your voice shakes.

You don’t have to be loud today.

You don’t have to be strong.

You only have to be.

There’s a version of you—soft, sacred, and unseen—

who is growing stronger in the quiet.

She’s learning how to survive this.

She’s learning how to become.

You don’t need answers right now.

You need gentleness.

Rest.

A hand to hold inside the storm.

This is not the end of you.

This is the moment where your light begins again.

And when you’re ready,

the world will feel your glow.

But for today?

Let this be enough.

You are still Divine.

Even now.

Especially now. 🕊👑

Divine Survival 👑

 

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Daily Divine: “She Chose to Rise”

She wore silence like armor,

Each bruise hidden behind a smile.

He spoke in twisted mirrors—

Made her question truth and time.

She danced around explosions,

Apologies coated in blame.

He called it love,

But love never leaves you in shame.

She forgot how her laughter sounded,

Forgot how the sunlight felt.

Each day, a quiet war—

A soul begging to be held.

But Divine does not break.

She bends and still becomes whole.

What he tried to erase—

God rewrote in gold.

She found her voice

Where his silence once reigned.

She packed her worth in her spirit

And walked away from the flames.

Now she stands—

Not a victim, but a storm reborn.

A warrior with grace,

And a crown she adorned.

She survived the unthinkable.

She’s healing in her own time.

A phoenix from ashes,

Divine by choice—sublime.

DIVINE LIFE CHOICES

 

🌿 Divine Life Choices🌿

By DivineMBS 👑

We stand at crossroads every day,

Some lit with light, some draped in gray.

Each path a whisper, a sacred voice—

Reminding us: we all have choice.

Not every step will feel divine,

But growth begins where roots entwine.

The road less praised, the silent tears,

Still lead us through our darkest fears.

To choose the high road, soul aligned,

Takes more than strength—it takes the mind.

A heart that breaks, then beats anew,

A voice that says, “Be proud of you.”

Divine life choices aren’t just fate—

They’re built in moments when you wait.

When storms rage loud, and peace feels gone,

Yet still you rise… and carry on.

Choose love. Choose faith. Choose what is true.

Choose peace, no matter what they do.

Your crown may tilt, your flame may dim,

But you were born to 

 again.

So make your mark, but start inside—

With every step, let love decide.

And when you’re lost, look up above…

Divine life choices come from love.