Stronger in My Weakness: A Journey of Healing and Faith

I am a faithful person. I believe God has good plans for all of us. The pain and struggles we face come from living in a broken world, from our choices, and from the consequences of sin. Yet, God is always there, ready to step in like a loving Father. All we have to do is surrender—to ask for forgiveness, to admit we can’t do this alone. And when we do, He rescues us. I know this truth with every fiber of my being.

So why do I still worry as if I have no faith at all?

A Soul-Searching Wellness Journey

For months, I’ve been on a journey of self-discovery, healing, and faith—a process that feels both foreign and necessary. It’s not easy to focus on myself while still being a wife and mother, but I know I need this.

Yoga, meditation, and prayer have become my foundation. My DoTERRA essential oils, group devotionals, free writing, and regular doctor visits have all played a role in my healing. I continue to challenge myself—to explore my emotions, break down the walls I’ve built, and dive deeper into my past to find true forgiveness and peace.

Anxiety, depression, physical pain, and even hair loss have all come in waves, shifting like an unpredictable ocean. Some days, the storm is overwhelming. On other days, the waters are still. But no matter what, I get up each morning and choose to keep going. I stretch, I breathe, I pray. I anchor myself in faith, and in doing so, I find joy. Not just temporary happiness, but deep, soul-filling joy.

Worry vs. Care

I’ve realized that worry and care are not the same, but they often feel intertwined. I don’t want to rob myself of joy by worrying about things beyond my control, but my heart aches for those I love. I feel their pain deeply. Maybe I should shift my words—not “I worry,” but “I care.”

Caring is a beautiful thing. Feeling the joy, happiness, and sorrow of others means I am connected, present, and invested. I refuse to let anxiety make me feel crazy for having a heart that loves so deeply.

God Speaks in the Stillness

When I take time for prayer and meditation, my heart and mind find peace. In those quiet moments, I hear God—not always in words, but in a feeling, in a reassurance. He speaks to me not just in my stillness but in my busyness—while doing laundry, driving to appointments, or preparing meals for my family. He reminds me that I am never alone. He qualifies, strengthens, and prepares me for what’s ahead.

Some days, I hear His voice say, “Yes.” Other times, “No.” And often, the hardest of all, “Wait.” But no matter the answer, He is always speaking, always guiding.

Healing Takes Time

I know my anxiety has intensified because I am in a season of deep healing. My mind is open, revisiting places I never planned to explore. I am no longer drowning in the busyness of teaching or people-pleasing. Instead, I am allowing myself to heal, to put the past in the past the right way. But healing is not instant—it takes time, patience, and grace. Every day, I get a little stronger, a little lighter. I smile more than I cry.

I Care, and That’s Not a Weakness

I feel things deeply, and that can overwhelm others. I get it—it overwhelms me too. But what I don’t need is to be shut out. Keeping me in the dark does more harm than good. I want to know what’s going on in the lives of the people I love because I want to be there for them. That’s not crazy—it’s love.

This journey is mine, but if you’re in my life, you’re on it with me—like it or not. I am learning, growing, and healing every single day. And in my weaknesses, I have found my strength.

 SK