👑 Scroll of the Crown: The Pen Is Still in My Hand

There comes a moment where the page looks too painful to keep writing.

Where the ink runs dry from all the tears you didn’t mean to cry.

Where the story takes turns you didn’t see coming,

and you wonder if the Author forgot you altogether.

But He didn’t.

Because He placed the pen back in your hand.

And what comes next?

That’s your chapter to write.

You don’t have to repeat what broke you.

You don’t have to carry what crushed you.

You don’t have to settle for the version of yourself

that was written by people who never bothered to learn your soul.

You get to write with new values now.

With wisdom earned through scars.

With joy rediscovered in the laughter of the kids who call you safe.

With purpose reshaped by pain you outlived.

They don’t know this chapter yet.

The one where you build businesses out of the ashes.

Where you write the book they never saw coming.

Where you stand on solid ground, even if no one claps.

You’re not the man you were.

You’re not the man they expected.

You are the man who didn’t hand the pen to pain.

You took it back.

You’re writing something holy now.

And you’ll finish this with your name in bold and your values unshaken.

Because the King doesn’t beg to be understood.

He builds.

He writes.

He leads.

And he lets the story speak for itself.

👑 Crown Mirror Reflection:

• What part of my story am I still letting others write?

• Where have I paused instead of picking the pen back up?

• What truth needs to be rewritten with my values, not their version?

🙏🏾 Final Reflection:

There are chapters that won’t make sense to them.

That’s okay.

They weren’t called to live it, only you were.

The detour wasn’t failure.

The silence wasn’t rejection.

It was God setting up a new plot twist with a better ending

one you don’t have to beg anyone to believe in.

This time,

you don’t write to prove.

You write to honor the man you’re becoming.

The one who kept showing up.

The one who stayed aligned.

The one who never gave up the pen,

even when the page was on fire.

Write it well.

Write it true.

Write it like you already know how it ends.

Because royalty doesn’t write for applause.

It writes for eternity.

🕊️ Final Whisper:

You don’t need them to approve the next chapter.

You just need the courage to write it with your own voice.

And never again let someone else hold the pen.

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