trauma recovery with faith

Hi friend,

Today’s devotional comes from an early morning when I woke up feeling heavy and worn down. I curled up on the living room couch with a cup of coffee I never finished, listening to the house settle around me. In that quiet, a verse surfaced — his mercies… new every morning.

I didn’t feel new, but the words stayed with me. As the sky slowly brightened, something in me softened too. Not dramatically, but enough to breathe a little easier.

If you’re in a season where hope feels slow, I hope this reflection reminds you that God’s mercies still find us, even in small ways.

With love,
Tracey