Monday Morning Reflections w/ Chrissy Rodriguez
The message this Sunday was so powerful I sat in the car & allowed myself to heal through the tears in the empty Church parking lot.
I am exhausted.
Not because God has abandoned me, but because I’ve spent so much of my life believing I had to carry everything by myself.
Today I was reminded that we were never meant to.
Everyone says I’m strong, but the truth is I have felt defeated, broken, overwhelmed, and completely unsure of what comes next.
Yet, every time I think I’m at the end of what I can carry, God sends His people.
A phone call.
A prayer.
A meal.
A conversation.
A hand reaching out before I even ask.
Pastor Joe calls it community.
I call it the hands and feet of Jesus.
If you’re struggling today, don’t isolate yourself. Don’t convince yourself that nobody cares. Don’t believe the lie that you have to fight every battle alone.
Sometimes hope doesn’t show up as a miracle.
Sometimes it shows up as people willing to sit beside you while you walk through the storm.
I am a sinner. I am flawed. I am still healing.
But I am also a daughter of the King.
And today I’m grateful for the people He places in our lives to remind us we don’t have to carry it all by ourselves.
Keep fighting.
Not because you’re strong enough.
Not because you have all the answers.
But because God is faithful.
And because sometimes His greatest miracles look like ordinary people showing up right when you need them most.
Matthew 11:28-30