At first, I called it a breakdown. A failure. A loss.
But now I see, God's wasn’t trying to break me. He was rescuing me.
He saw me moving too fast… chasing things that didn’t fill me, and saying yes to things that drained me.
I even had plans whichever I thought was right for myself.
But He stripped it all away. And in the moments that followed, I found something I never knew I needed.
A reset.
God saw me heading toward burnout, emptiness, and things not meant for me, so He pressed reset. He made me start over. To slow me down. To teach me how to breathe again. And to teach me in trusting Him again.
Dear, you’re not being destroyed. Maybe you’re just being rebuilt. He's preparing you for the future you're truly destined for.