Sometimes I feel like I’m in way over my head. Trying to be a blogger, trying to instill hope into those just like me– who are afraid to step out of comfort zones, to believe in themselves, to believe in their dreams. One goal at a time.
I have this crazy idea that I can do whatever I put my mind to. But every now and again, doubt seeps in. I try not to entertain the thought too long that-that is a lie.
I’m almost thirty and I’ve yet to even obtain a stable career.
I have this other crazy idea that I should start a business of my own. But I have very little experience in the business that I want to create for myself.
Why is my faith so crazy?
Any time that I look around at my circumstances, they tell me that I can’t get out–that there is no way possible. But my faith keeps telling me that that is a lie–it’s not true and that God can do anything.
I’m not one of those crazy believers who feel like God will miraculously do what they want in an instant just because they’ve asked or because they feel like it’s what they should have. No, I’m one who happens to believe in diligence and hard work on top of faith.
I believe in a God of second chances and a God who is a redeemer of time.
I kick myself when I think about the way these past ten years have gone. I’m a college graduate with very little to show for it, except the amount of debt in student loans.
I get mad at myself for taking the safe route, for not recognizing my potential and realizing what I wanted to do with my life sooner. But I know that there is still time left. I try not to think about the how so much. I do my part and allow God to do the rest.