Yes, I know it can be painful. I know how painful it can be when you feel like it should end, and sometimes you just want to move on. Sometimes you're tired, weary, and feel like the world could end faster because the pain is too unbearable. But you feel like if you stop now, people will laugh at you, call you a failure. So, you continue pushing, even in the corner of your room, with eyes full of tears and a pillow soaked with tears. Yet, you come out smiling as if nothing's wrong. People still come to you with their problems, and you advise them, telling them all will be well, even when all isn't well with you.
You're always the one checking up on others, posting fine pictures, and people think you've got it figured out. You've mastered the art of smiling despite struggling, being tired, and exhausted. I understand; I've been there before, and I'm still there. I understand how you feel. Just because you carry it well doesn't mean it's not heavy.
Maybe you're someone who gives advice but has never received any. You always motivate others, but when it comes to you, there's silence. You're the one always present in everyone's celebrations, even though you're silently battling with something. You've prayed and are still praying. They tell you to keep praying, but it feels like God is silent. But He's not. In His words, He said, "I will never leave you nor forsake you." He's always there, fighting with you in your pain.
He sees your courage, strength, and tears. He's telling you today that your joy is closer than you think. You will sing for joy, laugh, and smile silently again.
I want to tell you that it's okay to ask for help, rest, and not have everything figured out. It's okay to cry; it's good therapy. You're loved, even when you don't feel lovable. Breathe, cry, talk to someone if you need to. You're not alone; God sees you. It will get better.
There was a time I was in serious pain, questioning God's existence. My bed was soaked with tears every night. I asked why we're here, why pain, sickness, and struggles. But I kept praying, even when it felt like God wasn't hearing me. I held onto His word, which says the plan He has for me is a plan of peace, not evil. I continued pushing, and when I thought all hope was lost, God came through for me and made me smile again. So he will make you too smile again. You will sing for joy and share your testimony, God is with you and he is in your story. You are strong. You will overcome, it will not end you.
Keep going, even when it's hard. You are not alone.
