You thought you were ready. You prayed for the breakthrough, you fasted for the blessing, you believed for the promotion. But instead of the open door, everything fell apart. Instead of elevation, you got humiliation. Instead of abundance, you found yourself broken, stripped, and standing in the ruins of what you thought was your destiny. And somewhere in the pain, you whispered, God, why did you break me when I was trying to follow you? But what if I told you that the breaking wasn't punishment? What if the shattering of your plans, your pride, and your comfort wasn't God rejecting you, but preparing you? Because here's the truth the enemy doesn't want you to know. God always breaks what He intends to bless. Before the palace comes the prison. Before the crown comes the crushing. Before the oil flows, the vessel must be emptied.