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This episode is one of the hardest things I’ve ever shared.
After losing my Nana and my uncle , grief didn’t just make me sad—it made me angry at God.
So angry that I didn’t go to my uncle’s funeral.
So hurt that I pulled away from my family for almost a year.
And for a while, I felt like I was losing myself.
This isn’t a polished testimony. It’s the truth.
If you’ve ever been mad at God, overwhelmed by grief, or carrying regret you don’t know how to release—this is for you.
Psalm 62:8 reminds us to pour out our hearts before God, even the parts we wish we could take back.
Faith isn’t always pretty. Sometimes it’s just staying.
By Courtney BeckerThis episode is one of the hardest things I’ve ever shared.
After losing my Nana and my uncle , grief didn’t just make me sad—it made me angry at God.
So angry that I didn’t go to my uncle’s funeral.
So hurt that I pulled away from my family for almost a year.
And for a while, I felt like I was losing myself.
This isn’t a polished testimony. It’s the truth.
If you’ve ever been mad at God, overwhelmed by grief, or carrying regret you don’t know how to release—this is for you.
Psalm 62:8 reminds us to pour out our hearts before God, even the parts we wish we could take back.
Faith isn’t always pretty. Sometimes it’s just staying.