Blessings Can Be Heavy Too –
Learning to carry what I prayed for.


You know how people always say, “God won’t give you more than you can bear”?
I used to hear that and only think about hardship. About grief. About barely making it through.

But lately, I’ve been hearing that phrase in a new way. Not during moments of struggle, but right in the middle of joy. In the middle of things I asked God for. Doors opening. Opportunities multiplying. Blessings, yes. But blessings that come with weight.

What if it’s not just the burdens that stretch us?
What if God also won’t give us more blessings than we can bear?

It’s a quieter truth, but just as real. Because even good things can be overwhelming. You pray for the platform, then realize visibility brings pressure. You ask for provision, then learn it requires stewardship. You finally get the yes, but now you’re managing what feels like more than you expected.

I think about it like this: imagine someone handing you a beautiful bouquet. Full, fragrant, overflowing with color. But too big for one hand. Too full for you to carry without adjusting your posture, your grip, your pace. You don’t want to put it down. You asked for it. But now it’s stretching you just to hold it.

That’s how some blessings feel. Not bad. Just real. They make you shift. And they make you grow.

There’s a verse in Luke that reminds us that when we’re given much, much is also expected. That principle isn’t just about money or leadership. It’s about readiness. About capacity. About the kind of love that paces our increase so we don’t collapse under it.

I’m learning that God’s timing is not random. The slow yes might be protection. The pause might be preparation. Sometimes God isn’t saying no. He’s saying, “Let me help you hold it first.”

And if you’re already living in the middle of answered prayer and still feeling overwhelmed, that’s not failure. That’s formation. That’s what it feels like to be stretched by favor. To grow into what you’ve been given.

It’s okay to feel both blessed and tired.
Both grateful and human.

I’ve stopped only praying for “more.” I’ve started praying for capacity.
God, strengthen me to carry what I asked for. Shape me so I don’t drop the very thing I waited on.

Because blessings are beautiful, but they’re not always light.

Sometimes the bouquet is so full it takes both hands.
And even then, you’ll need grace to hold it.

With light and intention,
Dr. MD

Dr. Maurya Dominica
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