I Was Stuck at Asking

I didn’t realize I was stuck. That’s the thing about certain seasons.

They don’t always feel wrong. They just feel… full.

Full of thoughts. Full of plans. Full of prayers that sound right on the surface.

God, guide this.
God, show me what to do.
God, open the right doors.

For a long time, I thought that was enough. But somewhere along the way, I started to notice something I couldn’t ignore. I was asking God for direction, but I wasn’t really seeking Him.

Not in the way that requires stillness. Not in the way that changes you.

And if I’m honest, I didn’t slow down until I had to.

A broken foot forced the pause.

Life got quiet in a way I never would have chosen for myself. And in that quiet, I started to see it.

The distance. Not because God had moved, but because I had stayed busy enough not to notice.

This series wasn’t planned.
It’s not something I mapped out months ago or neatly outlined in advance.

It’s something I lived. And honestly, something I’m still living.

Because what I’m learning, slowly and imperfectly, is this:

There is a difference between bringing your requests to God and building a relationship with Him.

One keeps you moving. The other invites you to be still.

In the coming weeks, I’m going to share pieces of that journey.

Not as someone who has it all figured out, but as someone who has asked:

Did I do something wrong? What am I missing? And who is slowly learning that maybe those weren’t the right questions to begin with.

We’ll talk about the quiet shame that can show up in hard seasons, what it feels like when God seems silent, and the shift that happens when you stop chasing answers and start choosing relationship.

This is not a series about getting everything right.

It’s about being honest enough to admit when something feels off, and brave enough to sit with God in it.

If you’ve ever felt like your prayers are going unanswered, your faith feels a little distant, or you’re doing all the “right things” but still feel unsettled, you are not alone here.

This is just an invitation. To slow down. To notice. To move from asking to abiding.

I’m really glad you’re here.

If this resonates with you, feel free to share it with someone who may need it too. And if you’re walking through a season like this, I’d love to hear from you.

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