Sometimes we look back on the darkest chapters and hardly recognize the person we were.
“God, I cursed You when I was going through the dark.”
I said it with a shaking voice and a tired heart… because pain makes you forget who’s still holding you.

But now, standing on the other side, the truth hits different.

Those moments didn’t break me to destroy me….
they broke me open.

The cracks weren’t failures.
They were entry points.
Places where the light could finally reach the parts of me I kept sealed off.
Where growth could take root.
Where strength could be rebuilt from something deeper than pride or fear.

I didn’t understand it then.
Maybe I couldn’t.

But now I can see it clearly,
every fracture had purpose.
Every dark season shaped me.
Every tear watered the ground for who I’m becoming.

I wasn’t being abandoned.
I was being transformed.

And if you’re in that place right now—
cursing the darkness, questioning the process…..
hold on.

One day you’ll look back and realize
the thing you thought was breaking you
was actually remaking you.

The cracks are where your light begins.

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