I see you growing

I'm proud of you
for the way you keep fighting.

the way you ask questions
searching for truth.

and when you don't like the answers,
you keep fighting anyway.

and I want you to know,
it's okay if your fight feels frustrating
and repetitive
and pointless
and disheartening.

because I see you growing.

I see you trying to breathe,
trying to find Jesus,
and trying to make sense of the senseless.

I see you waking up
and showing up,
even when you want to run.

And I'm proud.
I'm proud of the way you're fighting to grow.