Still, I have Jesus

There are moments in life that shake you to your core — moments that leave you breathless, broken, and unsure of how to keep going. For me, that moment came in July. On July 27, 2021, I lost my great-grandmother — a woman who meant the world to me. Her love, her wisdom, her presence… it all left a mark on my heart that time hasn’t erased. And just when I thought I had made peace with that loss, July came again — this time with even more heartbreak. On July 28, 2025, I lost both my dad and my aunt. On the same day. Within hours of each other. And as if that wasn’t enough, I tore my Achilles tendon on my right foot — a painful injury that has left me physically limited and emotionally drained.

I should be falling apart. I should be angry. I should be questioning everything. But instead… I feel peace. Not because I’m strong. Not because I have it all together. But because I have Jesus. That’s the only way I can explain it. I feel numb, yes. I feel the weight of grief pressing on my chest. I cry. I ache. I miss them. But in the middle of all that pain, there’s this stillness in my soul — a quiet, steady peace that I know isn’t coming from me. It’s coming from Him. It’s like He’s wrapping His arms around me and whispering, “I’m here. I’ve got you.” And somehow, that’s enough.

Grief is strange. Some days you feel everything. Other days you feel nothing. And sometimes, you feel both at the same time. That’s where I am right now — somewhere between heartbreak and healing, between tears and trust. But even in the confusion, I know one thing for sure: Jesus is real. Jesus is near. Jesus is working. Even when I don’t understand. Even when I can’t see the full picture. Even when I’m limping — physically and emotionally — He’s carrying me. I don’t have all the answers. I don’t know why things happen the way they do. But I do know this: the Lord is close to the brokenhearted. He saves those who are crushed in spirit. And I am living proof of that.

If you’re reading this and you’re in pain — if you’ve lost someone, if your body is broken, if your heart feels like it’s shattering — I want you to know something: you are not alone. Jesus is with you. Right now. In this very moment. He sees your tears. He hears your prayers. He knows your pain. And He’s not going anywhere. I’ve lost people I love. I’ve been knocked down. I’ve cried until I couldn’t cry anymore. But through it all, I’ve gained something unshakable: faith. Because when everything else falls apart, Jesus remains. When the world goes silent, His voice still speaks. When my heart breaks, His hands hold the pieces.

So yes, I’m grieving. Yes, I’m healing. Yes, I’m hurting. But still… I have Jesus.

And that changes everything.