When you comfort your inner child, don't show up as the older version of her. Rise as the mother God anointed you to be, the one He wove into your womanhood. The one who carries fire, who walks in authority, who steps back into the memories that broke her and declares: "The cycle ends here.' Your inner child needs more than softness. She needs a warrior-mother who sees the traps, discerns the spirits, and refuses to let darkness repeat its patterns. Walk through this world not defensive, but divinely protected, carrying the woman God is shaping and the child God is healing. Remember: You are not her only protector. The One who formed you surrounds you and He rises first at the sound of your cry. "As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you." — Isaiah 66:13