“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens.” — Ecclesiastes 3:1
What happens when you’re injured and don’t even know it?
What happens when you’re hurt but don’t have the luxury to stop, because too many people count on you, or because the world keeps spinning, and there’s just no time to pause?
That’s where I’m at.
Ecclesiastes tells us there’s a time for everything, but no one really talks about the time to heal. Heal from what, exactly? Well… a lot.
From losses that linger quietly.
From relational betrayal that still stings when I think about it.
From ministry heartbreak — the kind you can’t post about.
And if I’m being honest, I’ve done what most of us do: I’ve left it at the feet of Jesus and hoped for the best.
But here’s the thing, leaving it at His feet is beautiful, necessary even. The problem is when we don’t actually leave it there. When we pick it up again. When we come back to process it — or worse, blame Him for it still being there.
So, I’m learning to actually leave it there.
To stop producing, to stop fixing, to stop explaining.
To just be still.
What a Time to Heal Looks Like (for Me)
For me, this season looks like time away … from producing content, from writing sermons, from running on fumes.
It looks like reading my Bible because I want to hear God’s voice, not because I’m researching for a podcast or a book.
It looks like naps. And football. And slow Sundays.
It looks like laughter around the dinner table.
It looks like therapy, long talks with my husband, and quiet moments with close friends who don’t need me to perform.
Time feels like it’s standing still and maybe that’s the healing.
I’m Not Here to Preach
Normally, this is where I’d give you a call to action and tell you to take your own time to heal. But I’m not the Holy Spirit. I’m just someone you might count on for encouragement from time to time.
And I’ve always said: I can’t ask you to do something I won’t do myself.
So, this is me … practicing what I preach.
This is me stepping back, breathing deep, and letting God do what only He can do.
Maybe that’s my hope for you too.
Take the time.
Onward.