There are seasons in life that don’t have clear names.
Not the heartbreak season.
Not the glow-up.
Not the rock bottom or the bounce back.
Just… that strange in-between.
Where nothing’s necessarily wrong—
but nothing feels fully formed either.
A stretch. A stir. A shift.
The early parts of becoming.
It’s the season where you’re not who you used to be,
but you’re also not fully standing in who you’re becoming.
You’re pouring, you’re reaching, you’re still showing up—
but somewhere in there, you feel like a missing person in your own life.
Not lost.
Just… not found yet.
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There’s pressure in the becoming.
To do more. To be more.
Even when you’re already carrying a lot.
You may know what you’re called to do.
You may even be living inside the beginnings of your dream.
And still—fear finds its way in.
Subtle doubt. Other people’s energy.
Those moments you feel off and don’t even know why.
Sometimes stepping back is necessary.
But sometimes, it’s fear disguised as rest.
Sometimes it’s the quiet way we start pulling away from what scares us the most:
success. growth. arrival.
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What if I fail?
What if I don’t?
These are the questions that loop when you’re standing at the edge of what you prayed for.
This is the part where people either retreat or leap.
This is the part where you learn to trust yourself—
and God—
enough to keep going even when it’s not all clear yet.
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If you’re in this space, this quiet stretch,
this in-between of potential and promise—
you’re not crazy.
You’re not lazy.
You’re not lost.
You’re just becoming in real-time.
Your thoughts might feel scattered.
You might feel like you’re on the edge of everything.
You might need to come home to yourself for a moment.
To sit still.
To regroup.
To remember who you are and what you’re made for.
This doesn’t mean you’ve lost your way.
It just means you’re not rushing your arrival.
You’re becoming honestly, slowly, intentionally.
And that’s holy ground.
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You don’t have to be finished to be faithful.
You don’t have to be perfect to be chosen.
And you don’t have to be certain to keep saying yes.
This stretch you’re in?
It’s sacred.
It’s scary.
And it’s shaping you.
Let it.
