04/26/2026
I used to be a doing machine.
And when I say doing machine, I mean I could turn a simple Tuesday into an Olympic event. 🤣 Running here, fixing that, helping them, proving this, saying yes when my soul was whispering, “Girl…slow down.” 🐢🐢🐢
For a long time, I thought my purpose had to be validated by how much I produced, how many people needed me, how busy I stayed, or how much I could carry.
But the truth is, I wasn’t sitting still long enough to hear what God was actually asking me to do.
I was frantically trying to validate my existence instead of trusting that I was already valuable because He created me.
Today, I’m learning to sit still.
I watch life unfold.
I listen.
I pray.
I let God direct my steps instead of trying to force open doors He never asked me to touch.
Because forcing things? That’s usually what breaks them.
Now, when I see people scrambling, pushing, proving, and exhausting themselves, compassion comes over me…because I remember. I still have those tendencies too. I still catch myself trying to fill the void with motion, busyness, or control.
But today I see those moments differently.
They’re invitations.
Opportunities to pause and ask, “What am I trying not to feel? What am I trying not to surrender?”
I’ve learned there are some things only God can handle.
And my job is not to manage the entire universe.
Apparently, that position has already been filled. 😂
So today, I’m practicing stillness.
I’m practicing trust.
I’m practicing staying out of God’s way.
And slowly, beautifully, I’m learning that peace doesn’t come from doing more.
Sometimes peace comes when I finally stop forcing and let Him lead.