The Rise (Final Part)

And then… one day… you move. Not because you forced it. But because healing had its way.

Because grace met your wounds, and strength returned to your bones. The feathers grew back. Your voice returned. Your fight came back. But not from striving, from surrender.

You rise, not like before, but better.

Lighter.

Wiser.

Unshakeable.

The resurrection doesn’t look like the old version of you coming back stronger. It looks like a new creation altogether.

That’s what happens when you go through the full cycle: the breaking, the pressing, the shedding, and the waiting.

You rise with clarity.

You rise with power.

You rise not because everything was restored, but because you were remade.

The pain didn’t kill you. It birthed you.

You were born in the breaking.

And now, it’s time to fly.

The breaking birthed you. The waiting shaped you. Now rise into the life God always knew you’d walk in.

In purpose and peace,

Alexya