When Something Has to Break

There’s something about this picture…

Maybe it’s the posture.

Maybe it’s the weight I was silently carrying.

Maybe it’s the journey I've been walking the past few months...

I’ve been breaking barriers in public while God was breaking some chains in my life, privately.

So during this season, the song “Something Has to Break” by Kierra Sheard became my strength song. It reached me in a place that words alone rarely touch. Because this season - this exact stretch of transition, stretching, and spiritual warfare - has been a breaking season for me.

But not the kind that destroys you…

The kind that frees you.

The Break That Saved Me

Walking away from toxic environments wasn’t just a necessary decision,

It was my spiritual, "Yes, God, whatever you say!"

A health decision.

A necessary separation for survival.

And the moment I stepped away, everything around me began shifting.

Some shifts were gentle.

Some were painful.

Some felt like a loss.

But every single one was necessary.

There were days I stood strong and days I felt like the wind could knock me over.

Days when purpose felt clear and days when confusion was louder than clarity.

Days when God’s provision was obvious and days when heaven felt quiet ...not absent, but quiet enough to teach me perseverance.

And while I was fighting to stay lifted, I was also fighting for my kids, for my peace, for my clarity, for my faith, and for the woman I’m still becoming.

Through all of it, God kept whispering:

“Daughter… It’s not you that’s breaking. It’s everything that tried to keep you from becoming.”

The Chains God Broke Off Me

What broke in this season wasn’t my spirit... it was the things that had been weighing my spirit down:

• The doubt had to break.

• The fear of starting over had to break.

• The habits and patterns I outgrew had to break.

• The pressure to carry more than God ever assigned to me had to break.

• The exhaustion of proving my worth had to break.

• The voices and environments that diminished me had to break.

• The narrative of being “too much” or “not enough” had to break.

God was breaking things I didn’t even realize were attached.

Becoming the Woman God Saw All Along

So if you see strength in this picture, let me tell you:

It came from a process... not a moment.

A refining.

A stripping.

A healing.

A rebuilding.

This is the version of me that understands the cost of obedience.

The version that knows faith doesn’t just move mountains; sometimes it moves you.

The version that recognizes that “Barrier Breaker” isn’t something I say…

It’s who I am.

To the One in a Breaking Season…

If you’re reading this and you feel stretched, pressed, uncomfortable, or in transition...

this part is for you.

You’re not breaking down.

You’re breaking through.

Remember that breaking seasons are birthing seasons.

Something is shifting in your favor, even if it feels like everything is falling apart.

Something is aligning.

Something is releasing.

Something is opening.

If it feels heavy, it’s because God is pulling the weight off you.

If it feels unfamiliar, it’s because God is introducing you to a new version of yourself.

If it feels lonely, it’s because God is separating you from what can’t go into your next season.

You’re not losing... you’re evolving.

You’re not abandoned... you’re being positioned.

You’re not stuck... you’re being set free.

I’m Still Becoming

As for me?

I’m still standing.

Still healing.

Still growing.

Still becoming.

Still breaking barriers.

And I’m grateful for every piece of the process... even the painful ones!

Because it all pushed me closer to who God intended for me to be.

If This Reflection Spoke to You…

I’d love to hear from you.

Share your thoughts, your story, or even just a “This was for me.”

And if you’re in your own breaking season, I’m praying that God strengthens you, guides you, and reveals exactly what’s breaking in your life.