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"Every sunrise is an invitation to begin again — softer, wiser, and more yourself." 🌅Fresh starts don't always look like...
20/02/2026

"Every sunrise is an invitation to begin again — softer, wiser, and more yourself." 🌅

Fresh starts don't always look like big dramatic moments.

Sometimes a new beginning is quiet. It's waking up and deciding today feels different. It's returning to something you love after a long time away. It's giving yourself permission to try again — without needing a perfect reason.

That's what this page feels like for me right now.

And maybe that's what today feels like for you too.

Whatever you're beginning — or beginning again — I'm cheering you on. 🤍

Save this if you need it. Share it with someone who does. 👇

Hello again, beautiful souls. 🌿I'm Cherish — and I've missed this space more than I can say.This page has always been ab...
19/02/2026

Hello again, beautiful souls. 🌿

I'm Cherish — and I've missed this space more than I can say.

This page has always been about the words that find us at the right moment. The quotes we screenshot at midnight. The lines we scribble in journals. The sentences that say exactly what we couldn't.

I took some time away. Life asked me to be quiet for a while — and I listened. But in that quiet, I collected so much to bring back here, to you.

So here I am. Back. Intentional. And so glad you're still here.

If you're new — welcome. You found the right corner of the internet. 🤍
If you've been here from the start — thank you for waiting.

Let's start where we always do: with words.

Drop a quote in the comments that's been living in your heart lately. Let's fill this space with something beautiful. 👇

19/02/2026

There's a quote I kept coming back to during my time away:

"Silence is sometimes the loudest kind of thinking."

That's what the past few months have been for me — quiet, but full. And now I'm ready to bring what I found in that quiet back here, to you.

I'm Cherish. This is my page about the words that shape us — the ones we screenshot, write in journals, and text to friends at 2am.

I'm back. And I have so much to share.

What's a quote that's been living in your head lately? Drop it below 👇 — let's start a conversation.

14/10/2025

“How Does It Feel?”

How does it feel when your friends surprise you on your birthday?
When you realize — they remembered.
You didn’t even tell them, but somehow, they knew.
They showed up. They cared.

How does it feel to belong —
to be part of a circle that sees you,
that listens when you speak softly,
that stays even when you’re quiet?

How does it feel to be loved —
not for what you do,
but just for being who you are?

How does it feel to be celebrated —
to have people thank God that you exist,
to see smiles that say, “You matter”?

And how does it feel to be accepted —
not fixed, not judged, just understood?
To be heard — really heard —
even in your pauses,
even in your sighs.

It must feel like light slowly entering a room you thought was empty.
It must feel like grace.
Like God whispering through people,
“See? You are loved more than you know.”

And maybe someday…
I’ll know how that feels, too. 🌙

30/09/2025

Joseph and Mary’s (not so) love story

💍 Their Time: A Betrothal Bound by Covenant, Not Chemistry
In their world, marriage wasn’t about dating or falling in love—it was about family honor, covenant, and divine alignment. Most marriages were arranged. The couple didn’t choose each other; their families did. Love often came after commitment, not before.

The Three Stages of Jewish Marriage:
Shiddukhin (Arrangement): Families agreed on the match—likely within extended kin. Joseph and Mary may have been relatives.

Erusin (Betrothal): A formal, binding contract. They were legally husband and wife, but not yet living together. Breaking this required divorce.

Nissuin (Marriage): The groom would later take the bride into his home—this marked the full union.

So when Scripture says Mary was “betrothed to Joseph,” it wasn’t casual—it was covenant.

⚖️ The Pros and Cons of Their Situation
✅ Pros:
Stability and honor: Betrothal brought social security and family alliance.

Spiritual alignment: Both were righteous, chosen for a divine purpose.

Community support: Weddings were communal celebrations, not private affairs.

❌ Cons:
No privacy or autonomy: Decisions were made by families, not individuals.

Strict laws: A pregnancy outside the final marriage stage was scandalous.

Risk of shame or death: Mary’s pregnancy could’ve led to public disgrace or stoning.

😱 The Crisis: A Pregnant Virgin and a Torn Groom
Mary receives a divine message: she will bear the Messiah. But she’s betrothed—not yet married. Joseph finds out. He’s heartbroken, confused, and likely humiliated.

He plans to divorce her quietly—a merciful act in a culture that demanded public justice. But then, an angel appears in a dream:

“Joseph, son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary as your wife…” (Matthew 1:20)

Joseph obeys. He chooses faith over reputation, obedience over comfort, and love over logic.

💡 The Overlooked Message: Love That Protects Purpose
This wasn’t a love story of flowers and feelings—it was a love story of sacrifice, protection, and spiritual partnership.

Mary carried the promise. Joseph carried the covering.

He didn’t just marry her—he shielded her calling.

She didn’t just say yes to God—she trusted Joseph to walk with her in it.

Their love was quiet but fierce, ordinary but holy. It was forged in obedience, not convenience.

🕊️ What We Learn Today
God writes love stories that serve His purpose, not just our preference.

True love protects, even when it’s misunderstood.

Obedience births miracles.

Partnership in calling is deeper than romance.

30/09/2025

💫 A Love Story That Protected Purpose

In a time when marriages were arranged and reputations meant survival, Joseph and Mary’s story wasn’t just romantic—it was revolutionary.

Mary said yes to a divine calling. Joseph said yes to protecting it.

She carried the promise. He carried the covering.

Their love wasn’t loud—it was faithful. It wasn’t perfect—it was obedient. It wasn’t easy—but it was holy.

Joseph didn’t just marry Mary. He chose to shield her from shame, walk with her through scandal, and raise a child that wasn’t his—because God said so.

This is the kind of love that builds Kingdom legacy. A love that says: “I’ll stand with you, even when the world doesn’t understand.”

Let’s honor the quiet, courageous love stories. The ones that protect purpose. The ones that say yes to God—together.

26/09/2025

What Does “Abandoning the Faith” Mean Biblically?

In Scripture, abandoning the faith is described as:
-Turning away from truth after once believing it
-Rejecting God’s authority and choosing self or the world instead
-Letting go of spiritual convictions due to fear, pressure, or deception

It’s not just drifting—it’s deliberate. It’s when someone once walked with God, but now denies Him, His Word, or His ways.

📖 Key Scriptures
1 Timothy 4:1 – “The Spirit clearly says that in later times some will abandon the faith and follow deceiving spirits and things taught by demons.” → This shows that apostasy is spiritual warfare—it’s not just doubt, it’s deception.

Hebrews 6:4–6 – Talks about those who’ve tasted the goodness of God and then fall away. → It’s a warning: turning back after knowing truth is serious.

2 Timothy 4:3–4 – “They will turn their ears away from the truth and turn aside to myths.” → People abandon faith when they prefer comfort over conviction.

💔 What It’s Not

It’s important to know that struggling with faith is not abandoning it. Doubt, questions, even seasons of silence—those are part of the journey. God is patient with the brokenhearted. Apostasy is intentional rejection, not emotional wrestling.

🌱 What We Can Learn
-Guard your heart. Faith isn’t just a belief—it’s a relationship. Stay rooted.
-Stay in community. Isolation breeds deception. Stay connected to truth and people who speak life.
-Know the Word. The more you know God’s voice, the less likely you’ll follow a counterfeit.
-Pray for the wandering. God’s heart is always for restoration. The prodigal can come home.

20/08/2025

I have always been
the girl who is liked
but never pursued.

They send me signals,
soft sparks in the dark,
but never the fire
that chooses to stay.

Maybe it is me,
longing too much,
craving love so deeply
that even the smallest glance,
a smile, a word,
I mistake for something more.

I build castles out of whispers,
dreams out of shadows,
and then watch them crumble
when I realize
I was never the one.

I just want to be chosen,
not almost, not maybe,
but truly, fully,
without hesitation.

Until then,
I carry this ache quietly—
hoping one day
someone will not only notice me,
but finally
choose me.

18/08/2025

The Language of Eyes

I love making eye contact.
Because in that moment,
I see more than just a face.
I see… you.

Eyes that sparkle when joy overflows.
Eyes that dim when sadness takes over.
Eyes that burn with excitement,
and eyes that grow heavy
from battles no one else can see.

Some people look away,
too shy, too guarded,
too afraid to be seen.
Some say it’s awkward,
but for me…
it’s connection.

Because the eyes,
the eyes are a language of their own.
They speak when lips go silent.
They tell the truth
that words are too weak to carry.
They whisper the stories
we don’t always have the courage to say out loud.

When I look into someone’s eyes,
I see their world.
The victories they never brag about.
The pain they never admit.
The dreams they’re too scared to chase.
The love they’re still learning how to give.

And maybe that’s why I treasure it so much.
Because in a world full of noise,
the eyes don’t lie.
In a world where masks are easy to wear,
the eyes remain honest.

So when our eyes meet,
for a second,
it feels like two worlds collide.
Two souls recognize each other.
Two hearts say,
“I see you. I know you. I understand.”

And isn’t that what we all want?
To be seen.
To be known.
To be understood.

That’s why I love making eye contact.
Because through the eyes…
we finally speak the language of the soul.

27/07/2025

Dear You,

You reacted with a heart.
And I know… it’s just a small tap on a screen. Just a red icon. Just one second of your day.
But to me, it felt like a soft echo of everything I couldn’t say.

You saw it.
You saw me.

Even if just for a moment. Even if it didn’t mean anything more.
That small reaction made my heart ache in both the best and saddest way.

Because I’ve been trying so hard to bury these feelings.
To convince myself that I’m okay watching from afar.
To stay silent and safe in my comfort zone of maybe’s and almost’s.

But then your heart reacted—and mine remembered what it feels like to hope again.

I don’t want to overthink it.
But you know me. I always feel deeply.
Always notice the smallest things.
And sometimes I wonder if you do too.

Maybe that was just kindness. Maybe it was just your way of saying “I see you.”
Or maybe it was nothing at all.

But to the quiet part of me that has loved you in secret—
It meant everything.

And now I don’t know whether to let go
Or hold on just a little bit longer.

Still here, quietly feeling everything,
Me

24/07/2025

Letter Never Sent
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Dear You,

I know this will never reach you.
But I need to write it anyway. Not because I expect a response, but because I need to let this out for myself.

I posted that MyDay for you.
I chose the music carefully. I picked the colors and the words with meaning.
Because in my heart, I was silently hoping you’d notice.
I was whispering with my actions, hoping you’d understand what I could never say out loud.

And I thought, maybe you would.
Because you always had this way of understanding people even when they were quiet.
You made silence feel like a safe place to rest.

But tonight, I found out you’re already seeing someone.
And I won’t lie. It hurt more than I expected.
It wasn’t a dramatic kind of pain. Just the kind that quietly lingers.
The kind that makes you want to hide under your blanket and stay still until it fades.

I always told people I don’t want to get married.
I even told myself that.
But the truth is, I’ve been praying in silence.
Praying that one day I’ll heal.
That I’ll stop feeling like I’m not enough.
That I’ll finally see myself with kindness and compassion.
That I’ll be whole enough to love someone else fully.

Someone like you.

I didn’t want to give you the broken parts of me.
I didn’t want to be the reason you’d have to fix something again.
So I stayed quiet. I kept my feelings folded up in my chest.
I told myself, maybe later.
Maybe when I’m ready.
Maybe when I feel braver.

But I waited too long.
And someone else came along.
Someone who was ready when I wasn’t.
Someone who gave what I was too afraid to offer.

And now, I can only watch from a distance.
Wondering what could’ve happened if I had just said something sooner.
If I had just believed that maybe you could care about someone like me too.

But still, I hope she treats you well.
I hope she sees what I saw in you.
The way you listen with your whole heart.
The way you care so deeply and so quietly.
The way you make people feel seen even in their silence.

As for me, I’ll keep healing.
Not so I can win you back.
Not so I can compete.
But because you reminded me that someone like you exists.
And maybe that means I can still believe in love.

Even if it’s not ours.

This letter will stay hidden.
But it holds everything I never had the courage to say.

With all the softness I carry,
The girl who loved you quietly.

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