The Pain That Prepared Me
There were seasons in my life where I experienced deep loss. I lost one of my best friends in high school, another in my twenties, and the man I thought I would marry in my thirties. For a long time, I didn’t process any of it properly. I buried the grief, the confusion, and the pain, convincing myself that being strong meant moving forward without looking back. But unprocessed pain doesn’t disappear — it shows up in other ways. And eventually I had to confront a hard truth about myself: hurt people hurt people. When I finally allowed myself to sit with the grief, reflect on my own actions, and take accountability for the ways I had also hurt others, I went into a season of deep isolation. And it was in that quiet place that everything began to change. And in that silence… in that isolation… I started praying more. I started asking God the hard questions. Why did I lose so many people I loved? Why did life feel like it kept breaking me open? And slowly I began to understand something. Sometimes God allows you to walk through deep loss not to destroy you… but to transform you. To humble you. To correct you. To teach you compassion. To show you the parts of yourself that still needed healing. Because when you are called for something greater, God will not allow you to carry unresolved pain into the next chapter of your life. That’s when I began to understand the scripture: “Touch not my anointed.” Being chosen isn’t about perfection. It’s about being refined. And refinement doesn’t happen in comfort. It happens in fire. The loss. The isolation. The reflection. All of it was part of the process. And today I can say this with humility: God didn’t abandon me in those seasons. He was preparing me. — Jassy