✨ Dropped, But Still Called: How to Heal From the Pain That Tried to Break You

There’s a kind of pain that doesn’t just wound the body — it wounds identity.

In 2 Samuel, Mephibosheth was five years old when his nurse dropped him while fleeing in fear. One moment changed his mobility… and his mindset.

Some of the most damaging “drops” in life don’t come from enemies.

They come from the people we trusted with our weight.

A Drop Is When Someone You Love Hurts You the Most

Maybe someone didn’t mean to break you — but their fear, dysfunction, panic, immaturity, or instability dropped you anyway.

And like Mephibosheth, many of us learned to adjust to the limp without ever healing the wound.

Trauma changes how you move.

But it also changes how you see yourself.

Mephibosheth didn’t just lose his ability to walk — he lost his belief that he belonged.

He ended up in Lo-debar

— a place of no pasture

— no growth

— no communication

— no promise.

Some of us have been living in spiritual Lo-debar for years. Alive, but not moving. Breathing, but not building. Present, but not hopeful.

And not because we rebelled — but because pain pulled us there.

When Pain Picks For You

Pain will pick your relationships.

Pain will pick your impulses.

Pain will pick your spending habits.

Pain will pick your isolation, your anger, your “treat yourself,” your avoidance…

The enemy LOVES to convince gifted people that one traumatic chapter defines the whole book.

But the truth is:

You can be crippled, and still called.

Wounded, and still chosen.

Dropped, but still destined.

Carried to the Table

When King David learned of Mephibosheth, he didn’t judge him.

He restored him.

He honored him.

He seated him at the royal table — permanently.

Your trauma won’t be the last chapter of your story.

God is sending people strong enough to carry you to the place you belong.

But equally important — you must be willing to be carried.

Don’t be deadweight in your healing. Participate. Hold on. Lean in. Let God lift you.

You Belong.

Stop walking into rooms like you’re lucky to be there.

You survived too much not to sit with your back straight.

Apply for the job you think you’re unqualified for.

Tour the neighborhood you think you “can’t afford yet.”

Walk the car lot and touch the vehicle like it already has your name on it.

Because belonging is not a feeling —

it’s a spiritual identity.