Even in the Breaking, He Is Blessing

• By candidasullivan
• October 21, 2025
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Going through a season of pain is hard to endure—especially when it feels endless. My natural reaction is to resist it and close my heart, as if shutting the door might somehow make it stop. Instead of drawing closer to God during these moments, the enemy encourages me to pull away from Him. To my bruised and battered heart, this makes sense. After all, God heard my prayers and saw my heartache, but He didn’t do anything to stop my pain.

In my lowest moments, I feel utterly alone, as if no one can understand my pain. Even though I can’t see Him, I know God is still there—waiting for me to call His name. In the whirlwind of heartache, my situation feels hopeless, and as the painful sobs escape my body, I feel helpless. During these moments, I don’t feel like a beloved daughter of the King. I feel forgotten and forsaken.

It’s hard to wait for God to answer our prayers when we are face down in the trenches of life. It’s hard to feel loved when our hearts feel so much pain. It’s hard to see the hope of a better day through the river of tears.

One morning, during one of the most challenging times of my life, I had no words for my prayer. I didn’t know what to do or even what to ask God to do. I didn’t know how to ease the heartache. Feeling defeated and so heartbroken, all I could do was cry. But in the stillness of that moment, something sacred happened. I felt Him in my heart—gentle, near, and full of love. I imagined Jesus beside me, with His arm draped over my shoulder, praying the prayers that I didn’t know how to pray.

In my time of need, Jesus came to me—not with a solution, but with His presence. And sometimes, His presence is the answer. He comforted my aching heart with His love. He understood my situation, and He knew exactly how He would help me. All I had to do was be still and wait on God.

Feeling Him in my heart restored my faith and gave me strength. The valleys are heart-wrenching, even when we’ve surrendered everything to Him. But they’re also where our faith grows deepest—because in the dark, we learn how to see His light.

When I had my surgery, I believed that He was in complete control and that He was going to bless my life with the gift of a thumb. Still, I had to endure the sleepless nights, the swelling, and the frustration of learning how to use my thumb again. But in the end, the blessing far outweighed the pain. And each trial will be the same way.

Therefore, when I find myself in the valleys, I will be still and trust that my God can take care of it all. Even in the waiting, He is working. Even in the breaking, He is blessing. He can make a way when there is no way. He is my hope and my God. And He will answer each prayer at the appropriate time. I take comfort in knowing, however, that at any time I need Him, He will be there for me. If I could walk through this valley without any tears of heartache, then I wouldn’t need Him. And it wouldn’t really be a valley. I am weak, but He is strong.

Psalm 46:10 (KJV)
10 Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.