Blog 17: Choosing Differently

 Rest Isn’t Laziness, It’s Wisdom

This week, I’m naming it my I Need Rest week. I’m tired—tired of constantly trying so hard, always pushing myself, always aiming for the next goal. I don’t want that to be my entire life. I don’t want this endless hustle to be the only lens through which I view success. If every season of your life feels like a storm, at what point do you admit you’re exhausted?



 There’s Never Been Peace While Working

I realize that I’ve never had a season where I was both working and at peace. There’s always been pressure, always chaos, always some form of emotional or financial tension. I find myself deeply fatigued—not just in my body, but in my spirit. Even being hopeful is tiring when it feels like it’s not met with results.

 Maybe It’s Me

I don’t want to make any rash decisions, but I’ve been thinking… what if I’m part of the reason things feel so stagnant? What if my lack of consistent focus is keeping me from moving forward? I’ve spent years chasing multiple streams of income, helping others, building community, and trying to stay afloat—yet I’ve never given myself the chance to pour into one thing fully.

 Commitment Breeds Clarity

I’m starting to understand the power of choosing one thing and sticking to it. For me, that now looks like getting a full-time job and running a part-time business on the side—something sustainable that can eventually replace my income. I want structure. I want clarity. I want direction. And it’s becoming clearer that discipline and consistent focus may be the missing ingredients.

 No Regret, Just Redirection

I’m not going to regret my past. I needed that season to learn. I needed the chaos to gain this clarity. I’ve loved serving others, being generous, and pouring into community, but I can’t keep doing it from an empty cup. My new prayer is for divine direction and a vision I can follow with full heart and full commitment.

A New Chapter Begins

So this is me choosing differently—not bitterly, not desperately, but intentionally. I'm not giving up; I’m just stepping back to realign. My journey deserves peace, my purpose deserves patience, and my life deserves direction.

Here’s to resting without guilt. Choosing one thing. And finally moving forward.

Regards 


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