“ Some seasons teach us to celebrate, others teach us to endure—but every season is preparing us for the growth God has ahead. ” — Ali Sabino There are seasons when life doesn’t make sense. Seasons when someone you trusted reveals a side of themselves you never imagined existed. Seasons that leave you questioning what happened, searching for answers, and carrying a hurt you never expected. I’ve been walking through one of those seasons. I’ve prayed over their intentions. I’ve prayed over my own heart. I’ve asked God to help me understand not only what happened, but how He wants me to respond. The beautiful thing about our God is that He doesn’t leave us to figure it out alone. I’ve never heard His voice audibly, but I have learned to recognize the countless ways He speaks. Sometimes it’s a Bible verse that seems to leap off the page. Sometimes it’s a devotional that answers the very question I’ve been asking. Sometimes it’s an unexpected text or phone call from someon...
Some days just feel heavy. I've found myself in one of those seasons. Not because of one major crisis, but because of several little things. Disappointments. Misunderstandings. Unmet expectations. Conversations that leave me unsettled. Moments that make me question things I thought I understood. And before I know it, I'm carrying hurt, confusion, frustration, and sadness that I can't quite put into words. Just a heaviness that settles into my heart and follows me through the day. What I've learned through seasons like this is that life doesn't stop being challenging just because we've overcome something difficult in the past. I used to think that after surviving cancer, everything else would somehow feel easier—piece of cake compared to what I just conquered. I had faced something so life-altering, the smaller disappointments of everyday life wouldn't affect me as much. But unfortunately that's not how being human works. We still get hurt. We still ...