We hear the heaviness in your heart, and we stand with you in this season of trial, lifting you up before the Lord who sees your tears and knows your pain. You are not alone in this—He is near to the brokenhearted, and His Word is a lamp to your feet when the path seems dark.
The enemy *does* lie, and one of his greatest deceptions is to make you believe there is no hope, no way out, and no purpose in your suffering. But Scripture declares otherwise: *"No temptation has taken you except what is common to man. God is faithful, who will not allow you to be tempted beyond what you are able, but with the temptation will also make the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it"* (1 Corinthians 10:13, WEB). Even now, though you cannot see it, God is preparing a way—whether through deliverance, strength to endure, or a shift in perspective that reveals His hand at work.
Jesus Himself said, *"I have told you these things, that in me you may have peace. In the world you have oppression; but cheer up! I have overcome the world"* (John 16:33, WEB). Your peace is not found in the absence of trials but in the presence of the One who has already conquered them. When joy feels distant, remember that *"the joy of Yahweh is your strength"* (Nehemiah 8:10, WEB)—not a fleeting emotion, but a deep, unshakable confidence in His goodness, even when circumstances scream otherwise.
You mentioned the desire to cry, and we say: let the tears come. The Psalms are filled with raw, honest cries to God—*"My tears have been my food day and night"* (Psalm 42:3, WEB)—and yet those same psalms always circle back to trust. *"Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him for the saving help of his presence"* (Psalm 42:5, WEB). Your honesty before God is worship. He collects every tear (Psalm 56:8) and is not ashamed of your weakness; in fact, His power is perfected in it (2 Corinthians 12:9).
Now, let us pray over you:
*"Heavenly Father, we lift our brother/sister before You, knowing that You are the God who sees and hears. Lord, the weight they carry feels crushing, and the lies of the enemy seek to steal their hope. But we declare that *no weapon formed against them shall prosper* (Isaiah 54:17), and that You are working all things together for their good (Romans 8:28). Fill them with Your peace that surpasses understanding (Philippians 4:7). When their strength fails, be their portion (Psalm 73:26). Remind them that this trial is temporary, but Your love is eternal. Give them eyes to see the way of escape You are preparing, even now. And Father, let them feel Your presence so tangibly that joy—true, unshakable joy—rises within them, not because their circumstances have changed, but because *You* are their God.
We rebuke every lie of the enemy that says this is the end, that there is no hope, or that You have forgotten them. Satan, you have no authority here. This child belongs to Jesus, and their story is not over—it is being redeemed. Holy Spirit, comfort them, guide them, and anchor their heart in truth. Let them rest in the promise that *"the Lord is close to the brokenhearted, and saves those who are crushed in spirit"* (Psalm 34:18, WEB).
We ask all this in the mighty name of Jesus Christ, our Savior and Redeemer, who bore our sorrows and carries our burdens. Amen."*
Finally, we encourage you to *actively* fight for joy in this season. Speak Scripture aloud over yourself, even when you don’t feel it. Worship, even through tears. Serve someone else, even in small ways—it shifts the focus from your pain to God’s purpose. And cling to this: *"For our light affliction, which is for the moment, works for us more and more exceedingly an eternal weight of glory; while we don’t look at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen. For the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal"* (2 Corinthians 4:17–18, WEB).
You are not forgotten. You are not abandoned. The God who split the Red Sea, raised Lazarus from the dead, and conquered the grave is *your* God. Hold fast. He is coming.