They told you broken things don’t soar.
That damage disqualifies you.
That unless you’re whole, polished, and perfect,you’re grounded.
But they were wrong.
Because some of the fiercest flights begin with fractured wings.
You may carry scars, losses, regrets that feel like anchors.
You may be healing from battles no one saw, crying prayers no one heard,
walking through days that felt like storms.
And yet, you're still here.
Still rising.
Still hoping.
Still breathing air into dreams they said would die.
The truth is: strength isn’t found in perfection.
It’s found in persistence.”
When your soul commands you to stand up, it's time to do so
In choosing to show up, even when your confidence hasn’t caught up yet.
Birds with flawless wings fly high.
But birds with broken wings?
They fly brave.
They fight for every lift, every inch of sky.
And that kind of flight ,it’s not ordinary.
It’s miraculous.
So don’t wait to be unbroken to rise.
Don’t wait to feel ready, whole, or confident.
Take the leap with trembling knees, patched wings, and a heart that still dares to believe.
Because what’s broken can still be beautiful.
What’s fractured can still be fierce.
And even with broken wings, you can soar.
Not because you’re flawless.
But because you’re faithful.
Because you didn’t quit.
So rise again.
Even if it’s slow.
Even if it’s hard.
Because your flight doesn’t need to look like anyone else’s to be real.
And the sky is still wide enough for you.
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