The Storm I Didn't See Coming

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There's a specific kind of fear that comes with being a single dad in a hospital bed. Not fear for yourself. Fear for your kids.

A few weeks ago, I got what seemed like a typical cold. I pushed through it like I always do and figured I'd be back to normal in a few days. Then something strange started happening. My body started going numb. Starting in my feet and slowly moving upward. At first I tried to ignore it. Then I couldn't.

I ended up in the hospital for several days. The doctors ran test after test and what they found was demyelination — a condition where the protective sheath around your nerves becomes damaged, causing numbness, fatigue, and difficulty moving. I'm still in it. The fatigue is real. The numbness throughout my body makes the simplest things harder than they should be.

And I was navigating all of it without family nearby. Just me, my kids, and a storm I didn't see coming.

What this taught me

I teach resilience. I coach men through hard seasons. I built The Forge so that no man has to carry his weight alone.

And then I found myself in a hospital room being reminded of the very thing I preach.

You need your village.

Not because you're weak. Because you're human. The lone wolf doesn't build anything lasting — he just dies tired. Every man I've watched actually rebuild his life after a hard season had one thing in common: people around him who refused to let him disappear.

Lying in that bed I thought a lot about faith. Not the absence of fear, but the decision to keep moving despite it. Faith is what you reach for when everything you've been leaning on is suddenly out of reach. When your body won't cooperate. When your plans fall apart. When the silence gets loud.

I held onto Jeremiah 29:11 from that bed. "Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future." Not because everything felt fine. Because everything didn't — and I needed something bigger than my circumstances to hold onto.

Three things I'm taking out of this season:

1. Build your village before you need it.
The time to find your people is not when you're in the hospital. It's now. One honest conversation at a time.

2. Asking for help is not weakness — it's wisdom.
The strongest men I know are not the ones who never needed anyone. They're the ones who figured out who to call when things got dark.

3. Faith is not a feeling — it's a decision.
You don't wait until you feel faithful to act faithful. You hold the anchor and keep moving. The storm doesn't get a vote on who you're becoming.

I'm still recovering. Taking it one day at a time and giving my body the grace it needs right now. The work continues and at the pace my body allows.

You've been part of my village through this even if you didn't know it. If you want to talk, then hit reply. That's what this is for.

Still in it with you,

Matt
Choose to Live, Love & Grow