The Fight Feels Too Heavy

A few months back, I sat in my car with tears running down my face. The kids were inside, everything around me was falling apart on me and I just sat there thinking, “I can’t do this anymore.”

Have you ever been there? When even breathing feels like a task? When you’re tired of being the strong one, the one who keeps showing up while life keeps swinging?

I think of Elijah in 1 Kings 19. The man had just faced down hundreds of false prophets, watched God send fire from heaven, and yet moments later, he’s hiding in a cave asking God to take his life.

He says, “I have had enough, Lord.” (1 Kings 19:4)

Those words hit different when you’re on empty. Elijah wasn’t weak. He was human. And so are you.

God didn’t scold Elijah. He didn’t lecture him or tell him to toughen up. He sent an angel with food and water. He let Elijah rest. Then He spoke in a whisper, not a storm.

Sometimes what we need isn’t a big miracle. It’s rest. It’s nourishment. It’s quiet.

Friend, if you feel like giving up, pause. You’re not failing... you’re weary. And weary people need presence, not pressure.

God isn’t asking you to sprint right now. He’s whispering, “Let Me hold you while you breathe again.”

So eat something. Take a walk. Cry it out. Pray even if it’s just, “Help me.” Because He’s still the same God who met Elijah under a tree and whispered him back to life.

You’re not done. You’re just tired.