Josh

The person I’m becoming…
ain’t shaped by the noise around me,
but by the storms God walked me through.
I’m not built from who I was—
I’m built from what He carried me out of.

I’m growing quieter…
wiser…
lighter…
learning that peace is louder than pride,
and purpose—
purpose is stronger than pain.

Every day, God strips away
the versions of me I outgrew—
the fear,
the doubt,
the weight I held
when I didn’t know who I was becoming.

But now?
Now I see it.
He’s molding me,
calling me,
pulling me toward the man I’m meant to be.

The person I’m becoming
ain’t perfect—
just faithful.
Becoming better
because God kept His hands on me
even when I didn’t keep mine on Him.

And for the first time…
I’m starting to recognize myself—
not who I was,
but who He’s been shaping me into
all along.


Poem by .jacksonphotography