You Learned to Give Instead
There was a time when receiving did not feel safe. Not because you did not believe in love, but because letting it come toward you carried uncertainty. Giving, however, felt different. Giving placed you in motion. Giving kept you oriented outward. Giving allowed you to remain steady without having to risk being held.
So you learned to give instead.
Not as a strategy. Not as a conscious decision. But as a quiet adjustment of the soul. You became attentive to others. You noticed needs before they were spoken. You offered strength, presence, encouragement, provision. Over time, generosity became more than something you did - it became who you were.
And this was not wrong. It was not selfishness in disguise. It was love expressed through the only channel that felt reliable.
Giving allowed you to stay engaged without exposing what felt tender. It gave you a sense of purpose without requiring vulnerability. It kept you moving forward when slowing down might have opened questions you did not yet have language for. And so your hands stayed extended, even when your heart remained guarded.
The Scriptures speak gently into this place, reminding us that it is possible to pour out continually and still be dry within. There is a way to sow generously and yet not experience rest. Not because God withholds, but because the soul has learned to keep flowing outward without making room to receive what He longs to give in return.
You were not refusing grace. You were redirecting it.
Somewhere along the way, receiving began to feel unnecessary, or even indulgent. You told yourself that others needed it more. That you were fine. That staying strong was a gift in itself. And so when care came toward you, you deflected it with kindness. When support was offered, you minimised your need. When rest became available, you postponed it.
Not out of pride - but out of habit.
The giving heart is honoured by God. The Word affirms generosity, service, and laying one’s life down in love. But the same Word also reveals a God who gives rest to the weary, who restores the soul, who prepares a table rather than asking His children to remain standing. There is an invitation woven throughout Scripture - not only to give, but to come, to receive, to remain.
Giving was never meant to replace being held.
There is a quiet grief that surfaces when this is realised. Not regret - but recognition. Recognition that your strength was real, but costly. That your generosity was sincere, but incomplete. That love flowed outward freely, while inwardly something remained unreceived.
And Jesus does not rebuke this. He does not correct it harshly. He simply stands where He has always been, offering Himself again - not asking for more effort, but for permission. Permission to let Him be the One who gives to you. Permission to stop translating love into output. Permission to allow grace to move inward without immediately being passed on.
The soul begins to soften here. Not dramatically. Quietly. As the realisation settles that giving and receiving were never meant to be in competition. That strength and softness can coexist. That love does not lose its power when it is allowed to stay.
You do not need to stop giving. You are not being asked to withdraw your generosity. You are being invited to let the flow change direction as well. To discover that receiving does not diminish who you are - it completes what love has already begun.
Grace is not asking you to do less.
It is inviting you to be held more.
And when that begins to happen, giving no longer comes from depletion. It flows from fullness. From a soul that no longer has to give instead of receiving - but can finally do both.

