We pass through many doors

A few years ago I created a series titled Passages. The 24×36 inch metal print above me is my favorite from that series.

Now, reflecting a few years later on the many doors we pass in life, I wrote these words.
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We pass through many doors along our way in life,
Some of those are tough to open, others filled with strife.
Each step we take is weary, each path a heavy load,
Yet through our darkest struggles, we tread the weary road.

The weight of doubt and sorrow can press upon the soul,
But even in our brokenness, God works to make us whole.
Though we stumble, though we falter, or feel we’ve lost our way,
His mercy always finds us, and leads us through the day.

The battles we are facing may seem too much to bear,
But in the quiet moments, He whispers that He’s there.
For in the pain and heartache, His strength is made complete,
And in our deepest struggles, He lifts us from defeat.

So when the doors are hard to open, and the road is rough and long,
Remember in our weakness, His grace will make us strong.
Though weeping lasts a night, our joy comes in the morn,
For though it all, through every door, we are right where we belong.