The Shop That Sold Small Truths.
Hey guys it's such a beautiful day to be alive, I took it upon myself to provide us with motivations every Sunday to keep us going when the going gets tough, kindly read through and be inspired.
On a Sunday morning that smelled of wet concrete and slow prayers, you found the door between two shops; the one everyone walked past when they were in a hurry. It didn’t look like much: a faded sign that read OPEN SUNDAYS ONLY, a bell that sounded like a swallowed sigh.
Inside was a room of small things. Shelves of jars labeled Regrets, Half-Finished Dreams, Quiet Courage. A clock on the wall ran backwards so it could show you where your time had been spent. The owner, an old woman with eyes patient as a slow morning, looked up and smiled like she’d been expecting you forever.
“I sell truths,” she said. “Not the loud ones. The ones you can carry.”
You told her, without meaning to, the long list you were carrying:
The missed call you couldn’t return because you were ashamed of being behind.
The business that barely paid rent. The grades that still didn’t open any doors.
The nights you stayed awake scrolling through other people’s highlight reels and feeling your shoulders collapse... Hmmm.
She nodded, and instead of answering, she handed you three things in paper envelopes.
The first one was thin as tissue. On it, in careful handwriting, it said: START WITH ONE SMALL THING.
On Sundays we do this work: we go looking for the quiet doors, trade away our toughest memories for simple tools, and learn that the life that rises is not built in giant leaps but in the little ones we finally choose to take. And we do that in happiness; giving thanks to our maker.
And here’s the wisdom to carry into your week:
Gratitude multiplies what you have.
Patience protects what you’re building, and
Consistency unlocks what you’ve been waiting for.
Don’t despise your small beginnings, they are the very soil where your greatest harvest is planted. 🌱✨
Hope you feel inspired?
Thank you for reading 🥂
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