When Grace Speaks Softly
Ike Miriam@miriamike208612
6 days ago
She didn’t expect it not the words, not the warmth in his tone.
He commended her honesty, her diligence, and the quiet loyalty that often went unnoticed. He spoke of her consistency, of the way she sought counsel before making decisions, and of how she remained committed even when the reward seemed small.
For a moment, she was silent. Then came the tears not loud, but steady, like a long-awaited exhale. They carried gratitude, relief, and a quiet affirmation that faithfulness still has a voice in this noisy world.
All through the day, joy lingered not the kind that demands to be seen, but the kind that hums softly beneath the surface, like peace wearing a smile.
In her silence was strength.
In her steadiness, courage.
And in her humility, a light that didn’t beg to be seen yet illuminated everything around her.
The lessons from this moment are still unfolding, waiting to be written… but one thing is certain: grace always recognizes its own.
