Unseen Wounds

I believe God gives us trials.

Not to break us.

Not to punish us.

But so we can truly love Him.

Not the easy kind of love—the love that smiles when life is simple.

But the love that grows in the hard places.

The love that stretches us.

The love that waits in the nights so long we think we can’t survive them.

Trials teach us trust.

They teach us what it means to lean when our legs are shaking.

They teach us to hope when hope feels gone.

They strip away everything we hold onto…

So we can hold onto Him.

Every struggle.

Every heartbreak.

Every moment that tests me…

I’ve learned more about God’s love than I ever could in comfort.

Loving Him isn’t about feeling safe.

It’s about trusting Him even when it hurts.

Even when it doesn’t make sense.

Even when we want to give up.

The fire is painful.

But it purifies.

It softens hardened hearts.

It wakes hearts that had gone numb.

It makes love real.

God’s trials aren’t meant to destroy us.

They are meant to teach us how to love Him back.

To trust Him in ways we never could if life were easy.

And slowly.

Painfully.

Beautifully…

Love grows.