Faith Over Chaos

I got hit with it again—shame. That sneaky little creature that tiptoes in like it pays rent, then drags all its cousins with it, even though Psalm 34:5 says those who look to Him are radiant and “their faces are never covered with shame.”

Still here we are. One minute you’re minding your business, the next minute shame shows up like, “Hey girl, remember that thing from 5 years ago?” Shame really needs a hobby. Or a leash.

Shame rarely travels alone. It brings a whole entourage: unforgiveness, bitterness, failure, self‑doubt, embarrassment… basically the world’s worst potluck. And when they all show up together, they don’t just sit quietly in the corner—they grow, they spread, and they start rearranging the furniture in your soul.

The truth is, shame can stunt our growth. It can choke out our calling. It can convince us that God’s promises were meant for everyone except us. And if we don’t take authority over it, it will absolutely try to take authority over us.

For years, I lived under the heavy “Who am I?” Who am I to teach biblical motherhood when my own children weren’t serving the Lord? Who am I to speak up in a women’s group when my husband wasn’t walking with God? Who am I to pour into others when I felt like my own house was still under construction?

Meanwhile, God’s over here like, “Ma’am… I called you. I didn’t ask for your résumé.” And then He gently reminds me of Colossians 3:23—“ Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters.” My translation: “You can give 110% at work, but freeze up when it’s kingdom work? Make that make sense.”

Deep down, I knew I was using my God‑given gifts everywhere except where He actually wanted them. I could pour out at work, solve problems, lead teams, and show up with excellence—but when it came to building His kingdom, suddenly I felt unqualified, unworthy, and under review by the imaginary “Perfect Christian Committee.” I didn’t see the contradiction until He held up the mirror. Spoiler alert—there is no committee. If there were, half of them would be late and the other half would forget their Bibles.

But shame doesn’t get the final word. God does. So when shame shows up, don’t invite it in for coffee. Walk it straight to the garden and let God handle the eviction. Because in our garden—where we’re walking and talking with Him—if God didn’t plant it, you don’t have to water it.

And shame? Yeah… that’s a weed.

Let God remind you of the truth He spoke before the world ever tried to label you. Let Him restore what shame tried to distort. Let Him call you “mine” again. No committee required.

Helping you find peace in the garden again- where the only thing growing is what God planted.

Carry this truth with you as you begin your reflection time: the weeds don’t get the last word. The Gardener does.

1. Where have you been giving your best everywhere except where God is actually calling you?
2. Where have you believed you’re “unqualified” even though God already said “called.”?
3. Which “cousins of shame” (self‑doubt, embarrassment, failure, etc.) show up most often for you?
4. What weeds has God been gently pointing out in your garden?
5. What truth is He trying to replant where shame once grew?