I almost didn’t post it.
It felt too simple. Too short. Not enough context, not enough setup, not the kind of content that usually performs well. Just a question sitting there, plain as day:
That’s it. No follow-up. No explanation. No list of five ways to fix your faith life.
I hit post anyway. And then I walked away.
What came back stopped me in my tracks.
Over 1,252 responses. And most of them said the same thing.
Amen.
Not a paragraph. Not a testimony. Not a long explanation of everything they were going through. Just that one word, over and over and over again.
Amen.
Christians who struggle with faith. And I sat with that for a long time. Because that one word — that simple, quiet, “me too” of a word — said more than a thousand paragraphs could have.
It said: I’m tired.
It said: I thought I was the only one.
It said: I’ve been carrying this alone and I didn’t know anyone else understood.
It said: Nobody talks about this and I have been so relieved that you just did.
Here’s what broke my heart a little.
These weren’t people who had walked away from God. These weren’t skeptics or doubters looking for a fight. These were Christians who struggle with faith. Believers. People who love Jesus and go to church and post their Bible verses and try to do it right.
And they were struggling.
Quietly. Privately. In the spaces between the Sunday smiles.
They were exhausted from trying to measure up to a version of faith that nobody actually lives but everybody performs. They were carrying weights they were never meant to carry. They were wondering — in the middle of the night, in the quiet of their cars, in the back pew — if something was wrong with them.
And all it took was one question for them to say: yes. me too. amen.
I think about what it means that 1,252 people were waiting for someone to just ask.
We talk a lot in the church about reaching the lost. And that matters — it really does. But what about the found who are fading? What about the believers who are burning out? What about the ones who haven’t missed a Sunday in years but feel further from God than they ever have?
Christians who struggle with faith. Who is asking them how they’re really doing?
Not the small talk version. Not the “I’m blessed” version. The real version.
What if the most powerful thing we can do for the people around us isn’t to hand them another Bible study or another set of steps — but to just ask the question and actually wait for the answer?
After those 1,252 amens, I knew I had to do something.
So I wrote Breathing Room, Volume 1: Taking the Pressure Off.
It’s a 30-day devotional. Not a fix. Not a formula. Just thirty days of honest Scripture, real reflection, prayers that sound like real people talking to a real God, and space to write what you’ve been carrying.
It came directly from those responses. From that one word that so many people were brave enough to type.
I priced it at $7 because the ones who said amen don’t need another expensive resource. They need someone to sit with them right where they are.
But before I tell you anything else about the devotional, I want to say this:
If you were one of those 1,252 people — or if you would have been, if you’d seen the post — I want you to hear something.
Your struggle does not mean your faith is broken.
It means you’re human. It means you’re honest. It means you’re in a real relationship with a God who can handle every single thing you bring to Him — including the doubt, the exhaustion, the questions you’re afraid to say out loud, and the distance you feel that you don’t know how to close.
He is not disappointed in you.
He is not waiting for you to get it together before He’ll love you.
He is not surprised by your struggle.
And you are not alone in it.
Over 1,252 people just told you so.
Breathing Room, Volume 1: Taking the Pressure Off is available now for $7.
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This is Volume 1 of a series. More breathing room is coming.
