“Battle for my mind”

# Distraction and Depression

Well, let’s talk about two more words that may not seem to go together at first: distraction and depression.

A little over a week ago, I launched my coaching business. And one thing I’ve quickly learned is this: if God calls me to something and I obey, there will absolutely be opportunities to get distracted.

Now, I’m someone who loves starting things — the vision-casting, the excitement, the adrenaline rush — but if I’m being honest, finishing has always been a little tougher. Once the shine wears off and it’s time to walk it out day by day, it’s easy for me to get bored, discouraged, or even just wander off the path.

And then there’s this little issue I have with impatience.

(Anybody else? Just me? Lol.)  

I believe God’s Word with my whole heart — so when He speaks and confirms something, I expect instant results. Instant gratification brat? Yep, that's me (and maybe some of you, too!).

When I started posting blogs and preparing for this launch, I truly expected that clients would be knocking down my door before I even officially made an offer. (I know, I know... not my finest plan. I prefer the word faithful.)

So when five minutes passed and there were no clients, guess what?  

The enemy started whispering lies:  

- You didn’t hear God right.

- You made it all up.

- Nothing’s going to change.

And right in the middle of that internal battle, life threw me a few curveballs — along with a hormonal weekend (ladies, you know what I mean). Depression started trying to creep in. Thankfully, I've fought that beast before and recognized it quickly. I knew I had to move fast — and I did: straight to the House of God.

Now listen — it was a battle just to get through the door.  

I tried rationalizing:

- I can just watch online.

- I can talk to God from here.

But deep down, I knew: if it’s this hard to get there, it’s because I need to be there.

So I dragged myself out the door, running late (another excuse I tried to use), and got in the truck, almost in tears.  

The whole drive there?  

I yelled at God.  

I told Him how He wasn’t doing His part.  

I reminded Him how I was doing everything right and He wasn’t doing anything right.  

(Yes, I can be a brat. Big time.)

But God is God.  

I stepped out of my truck, still debating if I even wanted to go to *that* church — and as I walked in, they were singing "God is Able."

The words on the screen said it all:  

He is able. His timing is perfect. Trust Him. Trust the process.

I had to giggle through my tears.

I slipped into worship by the final song. I had missed the first part of service, but I made it in.  

Then the pastor got up — and wouldn't you know, the message answered exactly what I'd been asking God:  “

What am I missing? Why am I not walking in the full blessings?"*

It was a sermon on eschatology (of all things!) — a topic many pastors don't touch — but it was exactly the missing piece I needed.

I left church lighter. My attitude shifted. I came home and wrote a post for this morning (thank God, because when I woke up today... yet another curveball hit).

It’s taken most of the day to work through it. It didn’t feel good at first. But now, I see how it's actually turning around for my good — even when it doesn’t look like it yet.

And now here I sit, sharing all of this with you — proof that God never wastes a thing.

Yes, I launched a coaching business.  

But it’s more than coaching.

It’s partnering — you, me, and God — a threefold cord that’s not easily broken.  

We go after your destiny. We seek Heaven’s blueprint for your life.

If that stirs something in you and you want more information, DM me and let’s talk about what partnering with God for your next season could look like.

Thanks for letting me share my heart. Love 

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