🌒 Soul Journal post: Faith Isn’t a Flame—It’s a Flicker

There are moments I feel full of faith.  

Like God is sitting in my chest, whispering courage into my bones.  

I remember who I am. I remember the love I’ve given. I remember the warrior I’ve been.

And then—  

A tremble.  

A silence.  

A fear that wraps around me like fog.

I freeze.  

I forget.  

I wonder if I’ve lost something sacred.

But I haven’t.  

Because faith isn’t a flame that burns without pause.  

It’s a flicker. A breath. A pulse that returns when I remember to listen.

Fear doesn’t mean I’ve failed.  

It means I’m human.  

It means I’ve loved deeply enough to be afraid of losing.  

It means I’m still alive.

So tonight, I light a candle not to prove my strength—  

But to honor my softness.  

To say: I am allowed to ask. I am allowed to be held.  

Even when I tremble.  

Even when I forget.

Faith lives in the echo.  

And I am still echoing.

—Viviane  

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