08/18/2026
When you’re in the middle of it, you don’t care what it’s going to teach you someday.
You just want it to stop.
You want the anxiety to quiet down. You want the marriage to get easier. You want motherhood to stop feeling so heavy. You want the prayer you’ve prayed a hundred times to finally be answered. You want to understand why God would allow something that hurts this badly.
And people can tell you, “God will use this,” but when you’re the one living it, sometimes that feels really hard to believe.
Because you can’t see the fruit when you’re still being crushed.
But then years later, you find yourself sitting across from someone who is walking through the very thing that almost took you out. And you know how to sit with her differently.
You don’t rush her. You don’t throw a cliché at her. You’re not scared of the messy things she says out loud because you’ve thought them too.
Your heart breaks for her because you remember.
And maybe that’s some of the fruit.
Not that what happened was good. Not that God needed your pain in order to use you. But that He can redeem even the places you thought were completely wasted.
Some of the deepest compassion in you may be growing in the exact place you’re begging God to get you out of right now.
You might not see what He’s doing with it yet.
You’re still in the crushing. ❤️