Jan 15 (edited) • Testimony & Praise Reports 🙌
Testimony: When You Are Just Plain Tired 🌿
There was a season in my life when everything felt like complete overwhelm with no explanation. No matter how much I prayed or sought the Lord for answers, nothing was clear anymore. Nothing made sense. The answers just weren’t coming.
I was tired in every way possible—physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually. It felt like one trial after another with no break in between. Hurt after hurt. Pain after pain. Attack after attack.
I remember thinking, “I’m just ready for this version of my life to be over.” Not in a suicidal way, but in a “Lord, I don’t want to live like this anymore” way, and I was ready to throw in the towel, for real. My body was tired. My mind was tired. My soul was crying out. Spiritually, I was drained. So much so that my health started fading. My family was in a heavy season too.
Every time I thought I was getting through one trial, another one came right on top of it. No break. No clarity. No answers. Just an extended season of being afflicted on multiple sides at once.
I was interceding for others. Showing up for others. Pouring out. And yet I felt unseen, unrefilled, and exhausted. I felt like I “had to” keep going, even when nothing was being poured back into me. I was just… tired.
There’s a passage in Lamentations that describes exactly how that season felt:
“He has besieged me and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship… I have been deprived of peace; I have forgotten what prosperity is.” (Lamentations 3:5,17)
That was my heart. Surrounded. Drained. Wondering where peace even went.
And yet, in my most vulnerable moments, when I felt like I was at my very end and ready to say, “I’m tired of trying, tired of fighting, tired of praying, tired of being unseen”, God would show up. He would not let me go. He reminded me, again and again, that He still heard my prayers and that He was still working, even when I couldn’t see it.
I witnessed miracles for others. I carried grief in many forms. I walked through loss, pain, and spiritual warfare all at once. And even while waiting on my own breakthrough, God kept showing me that He was still present, still faithful, still near.
This same chapter in Lamentations goes on to say:
“For no one is cast off by the Lord forever. Though He brings grief, He will show compassion, so great is His unfailing love.” (Lamentations 3:31–32)
Through that season, clarity finally began to come. Not because everything got easy, but because God began shifting my heart, my thinking, and my boundaries. I learned that it was okay to rest. That my yes could be yes and my no could be no. That being a good steward isn’t just about serving others, it’s also about caring for the life, peace, and rest God entrusted to me.
I learned that I didn’t have to wait for things to be “better” to begin healing. I learned that even in the middle of a storm, God was teaching me how to find stability, how to breathe again, how to be still enough to hear Him.
I’m still human. I’m still growing. I still need Him every single day. And honestly, I always will. Because if I ever stopped needing Him, I would lose the very source that sustains me.
This is why I believe we don’t have to wait until the storm passes to find faith, clarity, and purpose. He doesn’t just meet us after the heavy season—He carries us through it.
Has anyone else ever been in a season where you were just trying to survive, and God was the only thing holding you together? 👇
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Testimony: When You Are Just Plain Tired 🌿
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