WHEN IT HURTS THE MOST

Happy new week my dear friend, I'm happy to write you again this week, I'm sure you will be blessed by this week's message. Life has a way of testing us, not in the moments of comfort, but in the seasons of pain. It is when it hurts the most that we begin to question everything we once believed in our strength, our faith, our place in the world. Pain comes like a storm: sometimes quietly creeping in, other times violently breaking through the walls we built to shield ourselves. Yet, it is in these very moments that we must remember hurt is not the end, it is a passage. Just as gold is purified by fire, so are we refined by the weight of our trials. What hurts us the most often teaches us what matters the most. Last week, I wrote about bending without breaking, and the truth remains the same here: when it hurts the most, you may bend in tears, in silence, in sleepless nights, but you must not break. Because beyond the pain lies growth, beyond the sorrow lies strength, and ...