To the woman with a kind heart, don't ever mistake your softness for weakness. You were refined in the fire, not destroyed by it. You've walked through storms that could've hardened you, but instead, you let God turn your pain into purpose. You've been broken, betrayed, and overlooked, yet you still choose faith over fear, mercy over anger, and peace over pride. Your kindness isn't naïve. It's born from warfare, rooted in prayer, and guarded by the Spirit of God Himself. You know what it feels like to fight battles no one sees, and that's why you protect your peace like it's sacred. Because it is. You are not weak. You are a warrior with a tender heart, proof that God can turn pain into purpose and ashes into beauty.