I’m Still Standing

Sometimes I think about Sarah Jakes Roberts and the way she speaks so openly about brokenness, rebuilding, faith, and becoming. There’s something powerful about people who refuse to let their hardest seasons become the final chapter of their story.

And honestly, that’s how I feel about my own life sometimes.

I’m still standing.

Not because life was easy.
Not because every prayer was answered the way I hoped.
Not because people didn’t disappoint me.
And certainly not because I haven’t had moments where I questioned myself, my purpose, my strength, or even my direction.

I’m still standing because somewhere between heartbreak and healing, I learned resilience.

Life has a way of humbling all of us. There are seasons where you lose pieces of yourself trying to survive. Seasons where you give too much, trust the wrong people, stay too long, love too deeply, or carry burdens no one else sees.

But survival changes you.

It teaches you that strength is not always loud.
Sometimes strength is simply getting up one more morning.
Trying again.
Loving again.
Believing again after disappointment tried to harden your heart.

I think that’s why stories like Sarah Jakes Roberts’ resonate with so many women. People connect with authenticity. With someone willing to admit:
“I was broken.”
“I made mistakes.”
“I had to rebuild my life.”
“And yet… I’m still here.”

There is something sacred about surviving seasons that should have destroyed you.

And perhaps that’s the testimony many of us carry quietly:
Not that we were never wounded,
but that we did not stay there.

I’m still standing after heartbreak.
Still standing after disappointments.
Still standing after losses.
Still standing after questioning my worth.
Still standing after carrying responsibilities that nearly exhausted me.

And if I’ve learned anything, it’s this:
God has a way of rebuilding people from the inside out.

Not into who they were before the pain,
but into someone wiser, softer, stronger, and more aware of their purpose.

So when I say “I’m still standing,” it’s not arrogance.
It’s gratitude.

Because there were moments life could have taken me under.

But somehow…
I’m still here.