Praise God Through the Storm: How I Survived the Lies of the Enemy

I Thought God Didn’t Care Anymore

Praise God through the storm. I’ve seen that phrase on Pinterest boards, worship merch, and TikTok captions. I’ve said it with my lips while crying in the bathroom, but honestly? I didn’t believe it at first.

If you’ve ever sat on the edge of your bed, numb and overwhelmed, wondering if God has forgotten you—you’re not alone. I’ve been there. More than once. And if I’m being real, the biggest lie I believed while going through my darkest storms was that God didn’t care. That He had abandoned me. That I must’ve done something to make Him turn His back on me.

That lie almost made me walk away from Him entirely. But what I’ve learned—and what I want to share with you—is this: We must praise God through the storm, even when it feels like He’s silent. Especially then. That’s when our worship becomes warfare.


The Enemy Uses Storms to Twist Our Faith

The devil doesn’t need to steal your money, your relationships, or your health. He just needs to twist your view of God.

That’s how he steals your soul.

When life falls apart, and we think God has gone quiet, the enemy whispers:
“See? He doesn’t care.”
“If God really loved you, this wouldn’t be happening.”
“You’re being punished. You’re on your own now.”

And if we entertain those whispers long enough, bitterness sets in. Resentment grows. Our hearts harden. And before we know it, we’re spiritually checked out, ghosting God like He’s the one who betrayed us.

But it’s a trap. A setup. The devil’s goal isn’t just to cause suffering—it’s to cause separation. And his favourite tool? Misunderstanding.


Not Every Storm is from Satan

Now hear me out. Some storms? We caused them.
Yeah, I said it.

Sometimes we walk straight into chaos with our eyes wide open, knowing good and well that the Holy Spirit whispered, “Don’t do that, baby girl.”

We ignore the red flags, entertain the wrong people, or try to force a life God never authored. And then the consequences hit like a tsunami—and suddenly, we’re questioning God’s goodness.

It took me years (and several spiritual slaps) to learn that God’s correction is not rejection. Sometimes, He allows consequences to bring us back to Him. That storm isn’t proof He’s mad at you—it’s proof He loves you enough to discipline you.

Just like a good parent doesn’t let their child run into traffic, God will block your self-destructive path, even if it breaks your heart.


But Some Storms Are Just… Life

Then there are those storms that have nothing to do with our choices.
Death. Illness. Financial hardship. Betrayal. Depression. Abuse.

Life hits us with bricks we didn’t throw. And we’re left trying to make sense of suffering that feels unfair. I used to look around at other Christians—especially the ones who made #blessed their entire personality—and wonder, “Why is God blessing them while I’m drowning?”

But here’s what I finally realised:
Storms don’t mean you’re out of God’s will. Sometimes, they mean you’re right where He wants you.

Jesus Himself was led by the Spirit into the wilderness to be tested (Matthew 4:1). The disciples obeyed Jesus and still ended up in a storm on the boat (Mark 4:35–41). Obedience doesn’t always equal comfort.

Let that sink in:
God can love you and still lead you into a storm—because the storm reveals what comfort hides.


Worship Is Not a Vibe—It’s a Weapon

When I was at my lowest, I didn’t want to read the Bible. I didn’t want to sing worship songs. I didn’t even want to talk to God. But the Spirit kept tugging at me:
Praise Me anyway.

At first, it felt fake. Like I was putting on a performance. But slowly, something shifted. My prayers got realer. My worship got deeper. I wasn’t just saying “hallelujah” to sound spiritual—I was crying out because it was all I had.

Worship in the storm is defiant. It’s rebellion against the lie that God has abandoned you.
It says, “Even if You don’t fix this, You’re still good.”
It says, “Even if I lose everything, I’m still Yours.”

The devil hates that kind of worship. Because it’s not based on blessings—it’s rooted in relationship.


What Happens When You Praise God Through the Storm

Let me tell you what happened when I started praising God through my storm—even when I didn’t feel it:

  • Clarity returned. I started seeing the situation through God’s eyes, not just my pain.
  • Peace followed. Not because the circumstances changed, but because I trusted that He was in them.
  • Strength grew. I wasn’t just surviving—I was being transformed.

And slowly, the same storm that nearly destroyed me became the storm that anchored my faith. Because God didn’t just deliver me from it—He delivered me through it.


You Don’t Have to Pretend It’s Easy

Let’s be clear: praising God through the storm doesn’t mean pretending everything’s okay.

You can cry and still trust Him.
You can scream and still believe.
You can feel the weight of grief and still say, “God is good.”

Even Jesus wept before raising Lazarus. You’re allowed to be human. But don’t let pain mute your praise. That’s what the enemy wants.


Scriptures to Keep You Grounded in the Storm

Here are some verses I held onto when I had nothing else:

  • Isaiah 43:2 (NIV) — “When you pass through the waters, I will be with you…”
  • Psalm 34:18 (NLT) — “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted…”
  • Romans 8:28 (ESV) — “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him…”

Write them on your mirror. Speak them out loud. Let them become the anchor when everything else feels like it’s falling apart.


Storms Don’t Mean God Has Left—They Mean He’s Closer Than Ever

If you’re walking through fire right now, don’t buy the lie that God has left you.
Don’t let the storm redefine your faith.
Don’t let bitterness choke out your praise.

God sees you. He’s with you. And He’s not finished.

It might not feel like it, but one day, you’ll look back and realise this storm grew roots in your soul. The kind that can’t be shaken. The kind that worships even if.

So raise your hands. Cry if you need to. But praise God through the storm.


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