God, I come to You tired. Not from work alone, but from hope that feels bruised. I gave so much… and I failed. And now, I’m scared that maybe I’m not cut out for the dream I’ve been chasing. But You see me, don’t You? Not as a number on a screen, not as a failed project But as Your child aching, reaching, still trying to believe When I feel like I’ve lost myself…Find me again. When my breath shortens and my chest tightens…Breathe for me. When I start to doubt my purpose… Remind me that failure isn’t final when I still have faith. Lord, help me forgive myself. Help me learn what I need to learn from this loss Without letting it define me. Let this pain turn into precision. Let this fear turn into fire. Let this breaking become building. And when I go silent in my sorrow, Still stay close. Amen