In the Periphery

Sometimes 

there is nothing left 

for your hands to do—

and all that remains 

is trust. 

Sometimes 

you are not being carried, 

but steadied— 

given just enough strength 

to take 

one more step. 

Sometimes 

the miracle is not 

the mountain moving, 

but the voice within you 

whispering, 

keep going. 

And sometimes 

God is moving 

where you are not looking—

just beyond 

the edge of your understanding, 

in places your worry 

cannot reach. 

You will not see it 

while you are in it. 

But there will come a moment 

when you look back 

from higher ground 

and realize—

you were never alone, 

never abandoned 

to chance or collapse. 

What felt scattered 

was being arranged. 

What felt delayed 

was being aligned. 

This is how He keeps you—

not always by changing 

what is in front of you, 

but by working 

all around you, 

until even the unseen 

begins to hold you up. 

So look up—

not because the path is clear, 

but because He is. 

© Ron Simpson Jr. 

March 22, 2026