Being the Lighthouse During the Storm

The days have been feeling heavy in a way words don’t quite reach.

There are moments when the pain around us feels too big to hold;

when you wish you could take it away for the people you love,

for your community,

for strangers whose stories still find their way into your chest.

Today, we talked about that heaviness.

About the feeling of helplessness that comes when you care deeply and still can’t fix what’s broken.

Just remember, when the storm is loud and the fog rolls in, ships don’t need answers. They need a light.

In the middle of darkness, waves crash harder.

Direction blurs.

Fear gets louder.

And the instinct is to search the horizon for something, anything, to hold onto.

That’s why lighthouses exist.

A lighthouse doesn’t stop the storm.

It doesn’t make the waves gentle or the night less dark.

Its job is simpler, and braver than that.

It stays.

It stands steady when everything feels uncertain.

It shines, even when the light feels small compared to the darkness.

It offers direction when clarity is hard to find.

Hope doesn’t mean pretending things are okay.

Hope is choosing to keep the light on anyway.

Sometimes hope looks like presence.

Sometimes it looks like compassion.

Sometimes it looks like rest, boundaries, or saying “I’m still here.”

As you navigate the pain of where things are right now, know this:

You don’t have to be the whole lighthouse.

You just have to keep your light on.

And that’s how we find our way through the fog....TOGETHER 💙