By I Am Renee
There are moments in life when survival looks like scraping together whatever’s left in the cabinets and calling it “dinner.” That was me, just days ago. I had $18 to my name, no car, and a heart heavy with guilt watching my babies eat scraps. I think they said the food was “good” just to protect my feelings. And that hurt even more.
I missed work — again.
Not because I didn’t want to go, but because I had to choose between getting there or feeding my kids.
I sat in silence, numb.
Heartbroken.
Feeling like I failed.
Two jobs. No way to get to either.
And a voice inside whispering, “You’re at rock bottom.”
But even in that moment… I still talked to God.
Through tears.
Through exhaustion.
Through questions like, “What am I supposed to do now?”
And then… God showed up.
He didn’t come loud. He came soft but sure.
Through a church member who brought food not — because I asked, but because God heard what I couldn’t even say out loud.
Through a paid light bill and a few warm meals, I could serve with dignity.
Through just enough to get us through another day.
It wasn’t a flood of blessings — it was just enough.
Enough to breathe. Enough to believe again.
And I realized… this is how God works.
He meets us at the scraps.
He sees us in the struggle.
He answers prayers wrapped in silence and tears.
And He reminds us:
“You’re not forgotten. This pain has purpose. Hold on.”
I may still be walking through the fire.
I still need to get to work. I still need a car. I still have dreams for my family that feel miles away.
But now, I know something deeper:
I’m not alone.
From scraps to hope,
From silence to provision,
From rock bottom to rising…
God is still writing my story.
And I’m still standing.
🕊️ If you’re there too — tired, empty, feeling unseen — know this:
You don’t have to have it all together to be covered.
Sometimes, God sends just enough to prove He’s still near.
And even at your lowest… you are still worth showing up for.
With love,
I Am Renee
“ Renée Reflections “ 