Living with the Cracks

By Frankie Alisha
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I’ve been thinking about how houses settle over time, how the wood expands and contracts with each season. It can feel unsettling to see cracks form in the sheetrock, like something is breaking when really it’s just shifting. The structure is still solid, the foundation is still sure, but the house keeps moving in small ways we don’t always see.

Each new crack is a quiet invitation to trust. To remember that what holds us doesn’t crumble with every shift, that even as the walls breathe and move, the foundation is still strong. It’s easy to see the cracks and panic, to think they mean something is failing. But they’re just reminders that we’re alive and changing, that life itself is about expanding and contracting.
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I’m learning that the real work isn’t in covering the cracks or trying to make them disappear. It’s in learning to live with them, to trust that they’re part of the story. Because the more I live, the more I see that trusting the process, even when the surface isn’t smooth, is what keeps me steady. The real strength isn’t in perfection. It’s in the quiet faith that what’s underneath is holding me up, even as I keep moving.
What are the cracks in your life teaching you about trust?