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Story 10
I didn’t rise with a roar this morning. I rose in a whisper. Not sure why I woke up before the sun. It wasn’t rest. It was something else, some quiet stirring under the weight.
The house was dark, the kind of dark that usually presses against my ribs.
Same walls, same stillness, same memories pacing the edges. But today… it all felt a shade lighter. Not much. Just enough for me to notice.
I went to make coffee again. Black. Strong. Another ritual that usually sits untouched on the counter. But this time I drank half of it before it went cold... Half a cup... Doesn’t sound like much, but it felt like a statement.
A small, stubborn way of saying, “I’m still here.”
I stepped outside barefoot. Concrete chilled my feet. Air met my face with a gentleness I wasn’t expecting. The sky was just beginning to open, a thin line of gold cutting through night’s leftovers. And for the first time in a long time, my breath didn’t feel like a fight.
I stood there, not knowing what to call this feeling. It wasn’t joy. Or healing.
Or any of the words people like to throw at men like me. It was more like… a door cracking open. Just enough light to see that the room I’ve been stuck in isn’t the whole house.
I felt Him again too. Not in a loud, dramatic way. Not fixing anything. Just there. Close enough to notice. Close enough to steady me without saying a word.
Psalm 34:18 drifted through my mind, uninvited but welcomed...
“The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves those crushed in spirit.”
I’m not “saved,” not in the storybook sense. I’m not fixed. But today, I felt the nearness. And sometimes that’s the first step a man gets. Half a cup of coffee. A breath that doesn’t hurt. Cold concrete under bare feet. Little things. Quiet things. But they’re mine.
If you asked me what my rising looks like right now,
I’d have to answer with a single word.
Beginning.
- Luis K.
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