When the Journey Breaks You—But the Rock Holds You

Not every trial in life sends me to rock bottom. Some days, I face tough moments and still find a way to smile, to hope, to keep going.

But then there are trials that hit harder. The ones that knock the wind out of me. The ones that bring me to my knees and leave me feeling like I’ve got nothing left to stand on. That’s when I find myself at rock bottom.

And strangely, that’s where something holy happens.

"Because sometimes it takes hitting rock bottom for Jesus to show us He is the Rock at the bottom"—the foundation that never shifts, never breaks, and never leaves.

When all the noise is gone, when the distractions fade, and when I’ve run out of strength, I finally see that He’s been there all along. Holding me. Waiting for me. Ready to lift me.

The trial didn’t ruin me. It revealed Him.

Jesus isn’t just near in the good times—He’s at the very bottom of our lowest places. And that changes everything.

“He lifted me out of the pit of despair, out of the mud and the mire. He set my feet on solid ground and steadied me as I walked along.” —Psalm 40:2 (NLT)

So if you're there now—in that low, heavy place—look again. There’s a Rock underneath you. And His name is Jesus.