On the Mountain God Provides: Dark Night Testimony (Pentecostal)

Church, let me tell you about the night God broke me!

I was 18, lying in a hospital bed with a detached retina. No family there. No friends. Just me and the darkness.

And in that darkness, I felt God's presence—but not His comfort. I felt He was against me, not for me.

You know what? Sometimes God has to bring us to the end of ourselves before He can fill us with Himself.

I had been living in my own strength. Making my own plans. Trusting in my own abilities. And God said, "Enough!"

That night, I cried out like never before. I mean really cried out! Not polite prayers. Desperate prayers. "God, help me! I don't want to go blind! I don't want to die! I don't want to go to hell!"

And God didn't answer right away. He let me cry all night.

But in that breaking, something shifted. My self-reliance died. My pride died. My plans died.

And when morning came, I wasn't the same person.

Church, sometimes God has to break us before He can fill us. The vessel has to be emptied before it can be filled with the Holy Spirit's power.

Have you been broken yet? Have you come to the end of yourself?

That's not the end of the story—that's the beginning!

On that dark mountain, God provided! He provided salvation. He provided new life. He provided His Spirit.

And He'll do the same for you—if you'll let Him break you first.