🙏 How My Faith Got Me Through My Sickest Seasons

There were seasons I couldn’t get out of bed. Days when even standing up felt like a mountain. Nights I cried quietly so my kids wouldn’t hear me — exhausted, scared, and wondering if I’d ever feel “normal” again.

In those moments, my body wasn’t the only thing that was weak — my spirit was, too.

But one thing kept me from completely unraveling: my faith.

Not the picture-perfect, always-has-it-together kind. But the raw, messy, “God, are You still here?” kind.

🕊️ When I Couldn’t Show Up for Life, God Still Showed Up for Me

I used to think I had to be strong all the time — as a nurse, a mom, a believer. But chronic illness humbled me. It broke me open in ways I never expected. And in those cracks, God met me.

Not with easy answers. Not with instant healing. But with presence. With peace. With a still, quiet reminder that I wasn’t alone.

Sometimes that looked like:

A verse that jumped off the page when I needed it most

A friend who randomly checked in on a hard day

My child’s laughter breaking through the fog of fatigue

A worship song I hadn’t heard in years that suddenly hit differently

💬 Honest Prayers from a Worn-Out Soul

There were no fancy devotionals or perfect quiet times. Just whispered prayers like:

“God, I don’t have the energy today. Can You just sit with me and hear my heart?”

“I’m tired of fighting. Please carry this for a while.”

“I trust You… but I’m struggling to feel You. Help me.”

And somehow, He did.

🌱 Faith Doesn’t Mean You’re Always Okay

Let’s be clear: trusting God doesn’t mean you’ll wake up healed tomorrow. It doesn’t mean you won’t grieve the life you used to have. And it definitely doesn’t mean you’ll always feel full of joy.

But it does mean:

You never have to walk this road alone

Your suffering is not wasted

God can use even your weakest moments to speak hope into someone else’s life

✨ My Faith Helped Me…

Shift from shame to grace when I couldn’t keep up

Find purpose in the pain I didn’t choose

Remember that my worth isn’t tied to my productivity or energy level

Know that even when I was “too sick” to serve, I was still loved and held

🕯️ For Anyone Struggling to Hold On Right Now…

If you’re reading this while barely making it through your day — if you feel forgotten, frustrated, or spiritually dry — I see you. I’ve been there. And you’re not less of a believer because you’re burned out or broken.

Let God meet you right where you are. Not where you “should” be. Right there, in your sweatpants and brain fog and quiet tears. He’s not afraid of your mess. He’s already in it with you.

You are not your illness. You are not your exhaustion. You are deeply loved by a God who never leaves.

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✨ Final Thoughts

If you’re walking through your own “sickest season” right now, I want you to know you’re not alone. There’s no shame in struggling. There’s no shame in being tired or overwhelmed. And there’s no shame in leaning on your faith to get through the hard days.

Even when it feels like you’re hanging on by a thread, God is holding you. He’s not waiting for you to “get it together” before He shows up. He’s already with you. In the quiet tears, in the pain, and in the hope that’s still flickering inside of you.

Take it one day at a time, one breath at a time, and let yourself rest in the reminder that you are loved, seen, and never alone. 🌱🕊️

💬 What’s one way your faith has carried you through a hard season? I’d love to hear your story in the comments below — you never know who might be encouraged by it.

Blessings,

Shandy💜 From TacoboutWellness🌮