No one talks about the exhaustion that comes with obedience — the ache of surrender, the quiet battles fought in secret, the weight of walking away from what your flesh still craves just because God said no. Obedience isn't glamorous. It breaks you open. It costs you the life you wanted — to give you the one you were called for. There are nights obedience feels like exile, when silence feels like punishment, and faith feels like walking blind through fire. But heaven sees. And heaven rewards. What feels like exhaustion is actually refinement. You are not breaking down — you are being built for endurance. "Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up." — Galatians 6:9