Blessed Isn’t a Feeling (I Promise, This is Good News)

God’s blessings do not rely on our feelings.

We are blessed even when we’re angry. Or depressed. Or having a bad day.

His blessings are not decided by us.

And thank God for that, because if they were, I would have lost plenty of them along the way.

All those years of depression and anxiety, all that time I spent angry at the world, even after being saved. Some of my angriest seasons were as a baby Christian.

And if I’m honest, I didn’t feel very “blessed” in those moments.

That’s the part we don’t always say out loud. We’ve been taught that a blessing should feel like peace. Like joy. Like gratitude. Or it should look like promotions and riches and favor in the eyes of men. 

But sometimes, a blessing is so much more simple than that. Sometimes it’s being able to ground yourself through a tough season. Sometimes it’s the extra strength you need to keep going. Sometimes it’s hidden in the quiet success of our personal survival moments when no one is looking.

So when we don’t feel those things… we start to wonder if the blessing is gone.

But God’s blessings are not decided by our feelings.
They’re decided solely by God and what He chooses to give.

I’ve written before about how I didn’t feel like God was even there when I went through the nightmare season of grieving my babies and my mental health declining. 

But I’ve also said that I can look back and see where He was still holding me in that season. 

So, even when I was suffering;
even when I was going into the hospital because I was unsafe with myself;
even when I stopped talking to Him;

I was still blessed. He still took care of me and covered me. 

Not because I felt it.
Not because I earned it.
But because He does not withdraw Himself just because I am struggling to see Him clearly.

Yes, there are moments in our lives where obedience opens doors.
Where our choices align us more closely with what He’s doing.

But that doesn’t change the nature of God.

A blessing from God does not begin with us.
It begins with Him.

And maybe that’s the part we need to sit with;

That even in your worst season…
even in your numbest, angriest, most disconnected moment…

You are not outside of His care.

You might not feel blessed.

But you are not abandoned.