The Struggle

What if the struggles we face aren’t random, but a sign we’ve been slow to obey?

My pastor recently said, “Sometimes our struggles are delayed obedience,” and I haven’t been able to shake that thought.

As I reflect on this season of my life, I can see how true it is — and how necessary it is to pause and examine my heart.

For the past few months, I’ve wrestled with a lingering sense of not knowing where I fit in. I’ve struggled to find my place. But as I look more honestly, I recognize that much of my uncertainty has been shaped by delayed obedience — the moments I hesitated, the nudges I ignored, and the pieces of my old life I tried to hold on to. Those choices didn’t just stall my steps; they stirred confusion in my spirit.

Seeing the connection between hesitation and unrest brings me a new clarity: obedience is a pathway to peace. Each step toward God aligns my heart more closely with His will, and in that alignment, I begin to experience the belonging I’ve been longing for.

I am a child of God — and that is where I belong.