“A bruised reed he will not break, and a smoldering wick he will not snuff out.” (Isaiah 42:3)
This post is part of the Writing Through Struggle and Healing series.
When Faith No Longer Feels Strong
There are seasons when faith feels solid and sure. Then there are seasons when it feels thin, almost fragile. After my wife went to be with Jesus, I found myself in the second season.
I still believed in God. However, confidence gave way to quiet endurance. Worship felt heavy. Scripture felt distant. I did not stop believing, but I stopped feeling certain.
And that is very unsettling.
Writing Became a Place to Stay
In those moments, writing did not give me answers. Instead, it gave me somewhere to remain. When I could not pray with confidence, I wrote with honesty. When I could not explain what I believed, I described what I was experiencing.
Writing allowed me to stay present with God rather than withdraw. It reminded me that faith does not always roar. Sometimes, it simply stays.
With Ben resting beside me, I typed through questions I did not yet know how to resolve. Writing kept me tethered to God when everything else felt loose.
Holding Faith Without Pretending
One of the quiet temptations in grief is to pretend strength. Writing freed me from that burden. On the page, I did not need to sound certain. I only needed to be truthful.
Fragile faith is still faith. A trembling hand can still reach for God. The Bible assures us that God does not crush what is weak. He protects it.
Writing helped me hold my faith gently instead of forcing it to be strong.
Trusting God with What Remains
Over time, I learned that God was not waiting for my faith to recover before meeting me. He was present in its fragility. Writing did not fix my questions. However, it kept me close enough to hear God’s quiet reassurance.
Faith, in this season, looked like showing up. It looked like continuing to write. It looked like trusting that God could hold me even when I could not hold everything together.
Staying With God, One Word at a Time
If your faith feels fragile today, you are not failing. You are still here. You are still reaching. Writing can be a way to remain, to breathe, and to stay open.
Sometimes, faith survives not through certainty, but through presence. One word. One sentence. One honest moment at a time.
A Short Prayer
Father, when my faith feels fragile, help me stay with You. Teach me to trust that You are gentle with my weakness. Hold me when my grip feels weak and meet me where I am. I place what remains of my faith in Your hands. I pray in the name of Jesus, amen.
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