You sit in a courtroom.
You hear a ruling.
And everything in you screams, “This isn’t right.”
But you can’t change it.
You can’t control it.
You can only trust God… when the system doesn’t make sense.
And that’s brutal.
Because you’ve loved this child like your own.
Prayed over them.
Lost sleep over them.
Watched them heal — only to feel like the rug was pulled out from under them.
But hear me: God is not limited by the court.
He is still good.
Still sovereign.
Still writing redemption in the middle of broken processes.
And even if it feels like the end — it isn’t.
Because God’s justice never misses.