Seeking the Goodness of God
“God, help me see your goodness today.”
I wish I could tell you my prayer came from unwavering confidence, expecting to see God’s goodness around every corner. But the truth is, my heart felt anything but expectant. Instead, I found myself increasingly anticipating the worst. With every setback, hope felt more distant.
Hardships that stretched far beyond my own strength forced me to take an honest look at my heart. I no longer had the energy to put on a happy face, smile through the tears, or plaster a feel-good message over the ache inside me.
So, I stopped pretending.
I brought my honest emotions to the One who already knew how I felt. Before I even recognized my need, He knew I needed His comfort more than another harsh lecture from myself.
For too many years, I met my weakness with rebuke and criticism instead of compassion. But I am learning that God never asks us to treat ourselves with the harshness He never shows us. He does not scold us for bringing our honest feelings to Him. He is not offended by our questions or angered when our faith feels weak beneath the weight of heartbreak.
Instead, God invites us to draw near, lean against His heart, and rest in His unfailing love.
After countless setbacks and disappointments, I realized something had quietly taken root in my heart. Although I still believed God was good, I had begun living as though good things were always for others. Pain had also taught me to brace for the next blow.
Perhaps you know that feeling too.
One of the hardest lessons I’ve learned is that a good God often allows things that don’t feel good. Scripture never promises a life free from suffering. Jesus told us plainly that we would have trouble in this world.
Romans 5:3-4 (CSB) has become my lifeline:
“And not only this, but we also rejoice in our affliction, because we know that affliction produces endurance, endurance produces character and proven character produces hope.”
As I let those words saturate my heart, I discover that the hope of seeing God’s goodness is never lost. It remains through every tear, disappointment, and heartbreak.
It isn’t a fragile wish or forced positivity. It is real hope—because Christ remains.
The very trials I feared would destroy my faith became the place where God strengthened it.
I was surprised and relieved to learn that biblical hope includes confident expectation—anticipating what is good. The good news is that God never runs out of good things, for His supply is inexhaustible.
The hope God offers us isn’t wishful thinking. It is the settled confidence that because He is good, we can trust His goodness to meet us even when our circumstances don’t yet reflect it.
Some days may still feel hard.
The tears may still fall.
Heartbreak may still find us.
The good news is that hope anchored in Christ cannot be destroyed, and that is not just seeing but living in the goodness of God.



