Still Being Named

If God can speak to chaos

and call it “morning,”

then your tangled hours

have not outrun his voice.

If light once learned where to stand

because he told it so,

then your confusion is not proof of failure—

only a place still being named.

He does not rush you.

He does not shout the dark away.

He works the way he always has:

with patience,

with intention,

with hands steady enough

to separate what overwhelms

from what can wait.

So breathe.

Let today have its own shape.

Let work end where it should,

and rest be more than collapse—

let it be trust.

You are not unfinished because you are tired.

You are not broken because you need rhythm.

Goodness was never meant to be chased;

it was meant to be received.

The same God who aimed the stars

is still aiming your life—

not toward chaos,

but toward wholeness,

toward light,

toward a goodness

he has not stopped intending

for the world

or for you.

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About the Author

Michael Whitworth is the author of over forty books and commentaries exploring the depth and wonder of Scripture. A graduate of Freed-Hardeman University, he preaches for the Newport Avenue Church of Christ in Bend, Oregon. When he isn’t writing, he finds joy in simple things—reading a good book, capturing landscapes through his camera lens, or guzzling coffee (with a jar of M&Ms close by).