So She Prayed Journal

Last night I had a dream I can’t stop thinking about.

I was driving, but somewhere along the way I realized I didn’t actually know where I was going. I was still moving, still trying to stay on the road, but there was no real direction. Then the dream shifted.

Suddenly I was on this dark, narrow road. It felt heavy and lonely. I could barely keep my eyes open. They kept closing no matter how hard I tried to focus. I remember thinking over and over in the dream, “I need to pull over. I need someone to come get me.”

Not because I didn’t want to keep going…
but because I knew I couldn’t safely do it alone anymore.

When I woke up, I realized how deeply that mirrors real life sometimes.

How many of us are still “driving” while exhausted?
Still moving forward while silently overwhelmed?
Still trying to lead ourselves through seasons where we honestly cannot see clearly?

Sometimes we think strength means forcing ourselves to keep going no matter how tired we are.

But maybe wisdom looks more like recognizing our limits.

Maybe there are seasons where the most spiritual thing you can do is pull over and admit:
“God, I need You to lead me because I can’t do this on my own.”

I think so many of us are afraid to say that out loud.

We want to appear confident.
Certain.
Focused.
Strong.

But the truth is, exhaustion has a way of exposing what we were never meant to carry alone.

And maybe that’s not failure.
Maybe that’s invitation.

An invitation to stop striving long enough to let God guide us again.
An invitation to rest instead of pretending we’re okay.
An invitation to trust that even when the road feels dark and narrow, He still sees perfectly.

The part of the dream that stays with me most is this:
I knew I needed rescue.

And honestly?
I think there’s something holy about finally admitting that.

“Come to me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” — Matthew 11:28

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