The Accident Wasn't the Hardest Part: God's Faithfulness through Trials
- Kelly Leffler

- Jul 14
- 2 min read

I thought the worst was behind me. Then I passed out in my kitchen.
One minute I was standing there, the next thing I knew, my husband was holding me. Not long after that, the seizures started.
At first, they were small. Then they weren't.
The accident was months behind me, and I thought I was finally moving forward. I had fought my way through physical therapy, learned to walk again, gone back to work, and was trying to get my life back. Then everything changed.
Some doctors believed my symptoms were related to the head injury I suffered in the accident. Others dismissed them completely. More than once, I was told the seizures were psychological. I was told things that left me feeling unheard, frustrated, and wondering if anyone was actually listening.
Yet a couple of doctors looked deeper. They listened. They treated what they believed was really happening instead of dismissing it.
The seizures became part of daily life. There were days when I didn't know what would trigger them or when the next one would come. What should have been a season of moving forward became a season of uncertainty.
But it was also a season of prayer.
I prayed constantly. I prayed for answers. I prayed for healing. I prayed that God would give me my life back.
Through this experience, I learned that God’s faithfulness through trials is not always revealed by removing the hardship, but by walking with us through it.
Eventually, I felt something I can't fully explain. I felt like it was time to stop being afraid.
Time to trust God with the outcome.
So I did.
What happened next surprised more than a few people.
The seizures stopped.
The same seizures I had been told might be a lifelong problem disappeared. The life I thought I might have lost was given back to me.
I don't claim to have all the answers. I don't know why God heals some people the way He does and why others walk a different road. What I do know is that He heard my prayers.
When I felt dismissed, He listened.
When I felt alone, He stayed.
When I thought my future had been permanently changed, He reminded me that He was still in control.
This is only a small piece of the story, but it remains one of the clearest reminders in my life that God is still working, still listening, and still doing things that doctors, circumstances, and human understanding cannot always explain.
While I've shared a glimpse of that journey here, you can find the full story in my memoir, Never Alone: A Story of God's Faithfulness and Love.
God Bless, K. M. Leffler


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