For years, I thought spiritual maturity meant needing less from others. I believed that if I truly trusted God, I should be able to handle hard things without asking for help. But beneath that belief was a subtle lie: that needing support was somehow spiritual weakness. Through Scripture, God began showing me something different. David lamented. Elijah collapsed in exhaustion. Paul admitted weakness. Even Jesus invited others into His sorrow. What if maturity isn't about carrying more? What if it's about learning to depend more deeply on God's grace and the people He places around us?