12/19/2025
❤️”The Cost of Being the Strong One”❤️
I watched a message by Dr. Jamal Bryant today, and it pierced my spirit.
He talked about how family always assumes you have it together.
They assume you’re strong.
They assume you don’t need help.
They assume you’re okay.
What they don’t see is that you conditioned yourself not to complain.
You trained your heart to sacrifice in silence.
You learned how to pour, give, cover, fix, and show up—
even when nobody said thank you.
Even when your sacrifice was treated like an obligation.
You loaned money that was never returned.
You gave time that was never honored.
You carried weight that was never yours to hold.
And God said…
“I owe glory to the dependable one.”
That word met me right where I was today.
This morning I was preparing my granddaughters for school, getting myself ready for work, cleaning up, fixing breakfast—trying to make sure everybody was okay…
and still trying not to leave God out.
And when my daughter picked them up and the house got quiet—
I stopped.
And I breathed.
Because I realized something honest:
My energy was low.
My power was low.
My spirit was low.
My flesh was tired.
And I didn’t have the capacity to give to another soul.
What I needed was my Father in heaven to refill my cup.
Refill my gas.
Restore my spirit.
Send a fresh wind.
My faith has never felt this low before.
But if God has me here…
then I’m choosing—one breath at a time—to trust Him.
I share this because we have to be honest in our walk with God.
Authentic.
Truthful.
Yes, there are moments we endure.
Yes, there are seasons we persevere.
But I believe—deep in my spirit—that the lessons in these trials will be counted as pure joy.
Because the joy of the Lord…
is still my strength.
Even here.
Even tired.
Even empty.
And I trust that He will fill me again.
❤️On my heart ❤️