Blog: For the Ones Still Awake

BLOG: For the Ones Still Awake

To the one scrolling at 12:11 a.m.

To the one who meant to go to bed an hour ago

but stayed up because your soul’s still asking questions—

This is for you.

I don’t know where your mind is wandering tonight.

Maybe it’s swimming in to-do lists or replaying old conversations.

Maybe it’s wondering if you’ve done enough…

been enough…

are enough.

Let me say this gently:

You are.

Even if you fell asleep in the recliner.

Even if the dishes aren’t done.

Even if the text didn’t come through and the door never opened.

You are still part of the story.

And the story isn’t over.

I’ve learned something recently—

that even when I’m tired, God still moves.

Even when I crash without a plan,

the light inside me doesn’t switch off.

It may flicker.

It may dim.

But it never leaves.

You were made to be seen—not because you’re polished or perfect—

but because you carry something eternal.

Curiosity? That’s the spark.

Wonder? That’s the whisper.

And hope? That’s what holds it all together when you forget your own worth.

So here’s what I’ll tell you tonight:

Even now—half-asleep, halfway done, halfway healing—

you are still an instrument.

And someone out there needs your melody.

Let the recliner hold your body,

but let God hold your heart.

Breathe deep.

Rest slow.

And wake up tomorrow ready to shine again.

Not because you have to.

But because that’s what light does.

– Coach