The Day I Snapped — And Found My Way Back to Peace

We don’t like to talk about snapping. We love to post the polished photos, the highlight reels, the “I’m blessed and highly favored” updates. But let me be honest with you: I snapped.

Not a little moment of irritation. Not a quick cry that I shook off with makeup and a smile. No, I mean the kind of breaking point where the tears won’t stop, the weight of life feels unbearable, and you wonder if you even recognize yourself anymore.

It happened after months of holding everything together — working, recovering from two major surgeries, coaching, serving, paying bills, and carrying everyone’s needs but my own. I kept telling myself, “I’ll push through. I’ll make it work.” Until I couldn’t.

The Breaking Point

One day, the pressure finally broke me. I curled up in a ball and cried until my body shook. And do you know what I discovered in that messy moment? God wasn’t intimidated by my breakdown. He wasn’t disappointed in me for falling apart.

Instead, He stayed close. Psalm 34:18 says, “The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.” That verse came alive for me that day.

The Lie of “Strong Woman”

I had believed for too long that being a woman of faith meant being strong all the time. But that day I learned: strength isn’t about never breaking. Strength is about being honest, even when it’s messy. Strength is about letting God hold you when you don’t have the strength to hold yourself.

Lessons from the Snap

1. God can handle my raw emotions. He doesn’t need my “perfect” prayers. He wants the real me.

2. Peace doesn’t always come before the tears. Sometimes it comes after you’ve poured it all out.

3. Breaking isn’t the end. Sometimes God allows a breaking not to punish us, but to rebuild us.

A Word for You

If you’ve ever had your own snapping point — or maybe you’re standing on the edge of one right now — hear me: you’re not crazy, you’re not weak, and you’re not alone.

The breaking doesn’t disqualify you. It’s often the place where God begins the rebuild. Philippians 4:7 reminds us that His peace surpasses all understanding. And I can testify, that peace came to me — not because I had it all together, but because I didn’t.

So if the tears come, let them. If the questions rise, ask them. If the silence is heavy, sit in it. God is still near.

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