The Holy Restlessness You Can't Shake
It shows up in quiet moments—when you're driving alone, before you fall asleep, in the gaps between meetings. A gentle but persistent question: "Is there more for me?"
You've poured into everyone else. You've excelled at helping others bloom. But your own God-given desires? They've been quietly suppressed, waiting for permission you've never given yourself.
This isn't discontent. It's a divine invitation. And it's time to answer.