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Pressing Pause

But if we look forward to something we don’t yet have, we must wait patiently and confidently. ‭‭Romans‬ ‭8‬:‭25‬ ‭NLT‬‬

Sometimes I need a chance to regroup. To re-align myself with the calling and mission God has placed before me. Lately, I am feeling the need to press pause.

It’s easy to get caught up in the honeymoon stage of new ministry. I certainly did. I allowed the ambition of what could be to overshadow the simplicity of what God was asking of me. When Chuck died, all God asked me to do was share my personal struggles with the world. He asked me to remove the mask of “being okay” and reveal that even Christians hurt and deal with questions of why. Months into the journey, I began pondering the next steps. Would there be a book? Was God calling me to speak? Would this ministry become my livelihood? 

Dreaming big God dreams is not wrong. At the same time, we have to be careful not to glory in ourselves along the way. The truth is, I am humbled beyond words that God would choose to use me each week to encourage someone. Even greater, God saw fit to provide speaking engagements where I know His word was brought forth. But at the core of all of this, I must go back to the main thing. I was called to share my struggles and daily walk with authenticity. 

That book may never be published. Just when I think I have a great idea, writers block hits in a real way. There are so many things I could address ranging from church hurt to unlikely restoration. Those two speaking engagements may be the only ones God saw fit to provide for me. But someone in one or both of those groups needed to hear what God laid on my heart. When I wait patiently for God to open doors, I can rest in knowing the open door is His perfect will. I don’t have to force the outcome of the dream even though I never stop dreaming.

So as I press pause on the extra, I come back to simply what God asked of me in the beginning. A weekly expression of my simple day-to-day walk in faith. The mission of Unbroken and Undone: Authenticity and Encouragement.




© Jill Cook and Unbroken & Undone Ministries.  All rights reserved.

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