What To Do When Faced With Doubt
When I first began blogging full time, the zeal of walking in obedience to a God-given dream took me by storm. I dove headfirst and rarely came up for air. My focus began to look a whole lot like perfecting skills better and a lot less like a team job (me + God).
Parts of my story mirror that of a woman climbing the corporate ladder. I’d work to the bone and just gnaw on my arm when I got hungry. Okay maybe it wasn’t that extreme, but inside it felt this way. During this workaholic phase, my trust in God’s provision and guidance began to dwindle. Trading truth-filled hope for “How to’s,” invaded my mind space and set up camp.
I thought I had to do it all. I sure was trying. What was there left for God to help me with? I hadn’t reached out much. No wonder I felt lonely and flat. My spiritual thirst finally woke me up and I just couldn’t deal anymore. I grew weary of seeking platform perfection when it was obvious my relationship with my Maker was suffering.
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