
Legacy: God Handles the Balance
from the women who came before me
by Valrelyn
God handles the balance.
My great-grandmother used to say,
“Pray… and ask the Lord to bless them anyway He sees fit.”
At the time, it sounded simple—
almost too simple for the weight of real hurt.
Because when you’ve been wounded,
your first instinct is not always healing…
it’s retaliation.
We want justice to look like revenge.
We want closure to sound like the last word.
We look for ways to get back at those who hurt us.
But wisdom—
the kind passed down, not learned overnight—
teaches you something different.
It teaches you to release.
“Vengeance is mine,” says the Lord—
not as a warning, but as a release.
Because the truth is…
what people call karma
is often just God.
Not moving how we would.
Not as fast as we would.
But always right.
He sees what we felt.
He sees what was hidden.
He sees the full story—
the parts we lived
and the parts we never knew.
And while we are holding on,
trying to balance the scales ourselves…
He is already doing what we cannot.
So instead of carrying the burden of “getting even,”
we learn to move forward.
Not looking behind us,
not rehearsing the hurt,
not reliving what broke us—
but releasing it.
And sometimes the most powerful prayer
is not for justice…
it’s:
“Lord… bless them
any way You see fit.”
Because healing doesn’t come from holding on—
it comes from letting go.
Let time create distance.
Let silence create peace.
Let God create balance.
And when you finally release it,
you realize something powerful—
you are no longer tied
to what tried to break you.
So now, when I am hurt…
I hear her voice.
Soft. Steady. Certain.
“Pray… and ask the Lord to bless them anyway He sees fit.”
And I understand now—
that wasn’t weakness.
That was strength.
That was power passed down.
That was a lineage of grace.
Women who knew
you don’t have to fight every battle…
when you belong to a God
who never loses one.
Because when God steps in—
He doesn’t just settle the score…
He pays the bill in full
and leaves a tip greater
than anything you could have imagined.
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