I Can’t Believe You Are Here
You have no idea how happy I am that you are reading this.
I’ve been waiting for years.
I can’t tell you how many times I started to create something — a blog, a podcast, a YouTube channel, a workshop, a business — and the whole thing just fell apart.
In my early days, I tried to hear God’s guidance as best as I knew how. I’d take a step of faith with full expectation that God would meet me.
But it would fail every single time.
Then I’d get another idea, pray about it, and feel out the situation. Again, it felt like God was with me. I felt encouraged. I felt — dare I say it — confirmation.
This attempt was sure to work.
Only it didn’t.
After a while, this amount of continued failure starts to wear on a person.
I started going through all the typical emotional turmoil. Doubt. Anger. Frustration. Loss of heart. Self-hatred.
“Am I just making up all this in my head?”
“Am I just telling myself what I want to hear?”
After a long period of feeling defeated, I decided to give things another try.
This time, I didn’t stack all my eggs in one basket. I didn’t place this attempt as an all-or-nothing venture. If this doesn’t work, it doesn’t mean God does not exist.
I’ve been taking very small steps—and for once, I haven’t been so emotionally entangled in the outcome.
First step — I just created an empty Substack account. It didn’t take long. I didn’t try to fit 327 steps into one day. I just did one thing.
Second step — I wrote a short introductory article. A few hundred words, tops. Done. It is not a masterpiece. I didn’t need to get it perfect this time. I wasn’t concentrating on my “personal brand.” Instead, I just wrote because I knew it was one more brick in this new house.
Third step — I did more setup work. I went behind the scenes and wrote a short bio for my profile. I found a picture that was good enough. I poked around the platform to see what else it had to offer.
Let me emphasize again, these are small steps. I’d spend less than an hour on this each time. Often a few days would go by before I’d come back to it.
Then I took another step.
And then another.
Gradual progress.
Not in a straight line, but generally forward.
About a month ago I started inviting people to subscribe and join in for the ride.
To my utter astonishment, over 100 people have joined, so far.
Do you know how many times I created a blog article no one read? Do you know how many videos on my old YouTube channels have 3 views or old podcast episodes with only 6 downloads?
Lots.
When I open my stats and see a few more subscribers than yesterday—and a total now over 100—I’m honestly dumbfounded.
Slack-jawed.
Blown away.
I don’t quite know what to make of it.
I am not used to things like this working for me.
Sure, they work for other people — they have magic powers.
But for me?
I figured I’d be doing great if I ended the year with a couple dozen subscribers.
So… what are You up to here, God?
If you’ve ever been in a long season of delay, I want you to know—you’re not alone. I’d love to hear what you're stepping into now, even if it’s one tiny brick at a time.
If this struck a chord with you, please consider sharing with a friend.
I’d be honored if you’d join me as I continue discerning what God has for me.