Why I Stopped Walking in my Calling

Have you ever found yourself feeling frustrated with your mundane life? You see other people around you and they look like their life is so much more exciting. Their family, house, job, marriage, and even their calling and gifts begin to make you feel inferior. You begin to pressure yourself to be that. You begin trying to conform to who they are… and you begin to feel miserable.

I’ve been there recently. I’ve been trying to fit into someone else’s box. I’m not ever sure why. It just sort of happened. Maybe you can relate.

The beautiful thing about our Father God is that when we begin to start to sway from the path he’s called us to walk, he gently and graciously brings us back. Don’t you love grace?

I began to feel frustrated with myself and if I’m honest, a little frustrated with God. Why is my life not working out? Why do I feel so basic? Why do I feel miserable? Why is this SO hard? (I’m just being super honest y’all.)

This is when God began to speak to my heart. He said “Jordan, your not walking in your calling.” “What? But I’m writing.. I’m blogging.. I’m trying God?” “You know I’ve called you to speak and I’ve called you to pour into your community. I want you to share me through blogging and writing, but I don’t want you to hide behind it.” Ouch.

You see, I didn’t know until this conversation that I had started to hide. I refused to walk in my calling because I got hurt… hurt bad. I was vulnerable with people. I was sharing and speaking. I was putting myself out there.. and they used my vulnerability against me. It hurt. It made me want to run and hide. And so I did. I guess somewhere along the way I just thought it would be safer to share my heart with you behind this computer screen, than  to have to sit down face to face and be authentic.

I stopped using the gifts God had specifically given me… and little by little I began to dry up. I didn’t even know it had happened. But it had.

It’s easy to put up walls, it’s nearly impossible to tear them back down. But here I am… slowly chipping away at the walls I let grow just a little too high. It’s a process and that’s okay. Because this tearing down process, it’s beautiful.. It’s in this place that God is able to speak to my broken, dry places and call them back to life again.

Maybe you’re here too. All dry and shriveled up with walls around your heart too high to climb over. Maybe you’ve been hurt… Maybe you’ve shut down… I’m here to tell you it doesn’t have to be this way. We can fight through and tear these walls down. It won’t be easy. Nothing worth having ever is. But the Lord will graciously lead us back to a place of peace.

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When the World Looks Dark and Scary

It seems like every other day there is a new opportunity to be filled with fear. Natural disasters taking place all over… famines in third world countries… shootings… anger… chaos… mass chaos everywhere you turn…

With so many things going on in our world right now, there has been increased talk about it being the end times. I don’t know about you, but just the thought of the end times makes me feel anxious. Not because I’m not excited to see Jesus return, but because of the unknown. The Bible talks about the end days and how bad it will be.

In Luke 21 Jesus talks about the end times.

He replied, “Don’t let anyone mislead you, for many will come in my name, claiming, ‘I am the Messiah,’[b] and saying, ‘The time has come!’ But don’t believe them. And when you hear of wars and insurrections, don’t panic. Yes, these things must take place first, but the end won’t follow immediately.” 10 Then he added, “Nation will go to war against nation, and kingdom against kingdom.11 There will be great earthquakes, and there will be famines and plagues in many lands, and there will be terrifying things and great miraculous signs from heaven.12 “But before all this occurs, there will be a time of great persecution. You will be dragged into synagogues and prisons, and you will stand trial before kings and governors because you are my followers. 13 But this will be your opportunity to tell them about me.[c] ….

16 Even those closest to you—your parents, brothers, relatives, and friends—will betray you. They will even kill some of you. 17 And everyone will hate you because you are my followers.[d] 18 But not a hair of your head will perish! 19 By standing firm, you will win

25 “And there will be strange signs in the sun, moon, and stars. And here on earth the nations will be in turmoil, perplexed by the roaring seas and strange tides.26 People will be terrified at what they see coming upon the earth, for the powers in the heavens will be shaken. 27 Then everyone will see the Son of Man[e] coming on a cloud with power and great glory.28 So when all these things begin to happen, stand and look up, for your salvation is near!”

And it seems like we are in those times. And we get wrapped up in our heads wondering and talking and fearing the end times….

But the Bible also says in Matthew 24:36-44

“But about that day or hour no one knows, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father. As it was in the days of Noah, so it will be at the coming of the Son of Man. For in the days before the flood, people were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, up to the day Noah entered the ark; and they knew nothing about what would happen until the flood came and took them all away. That is how it will be at the coming of the Son of Man.

 Two men will be in the field; one will be taken and the other left. Two women will be grinding with a hand mill; one will be taken and the other left. “Therefore keep watch, because you do not know on what day your Lord will come. But understand this: If the owner of the house had known at what time of night the thief was coming, he would have kept watch and would not have let his house be broken into. So you also must be ready, because the Son of Man will come at an hour when you do not expect him.”

And so today as I sit here and see all the news.. and hear all the fear… I’m asking God to speak.


And He is reminding me…

He is reminding me that He is in control…

He is reminding me that we have an enemy of our soul who is desiring to steal our days with crippling fear…An enemy that knows that our human hearts are afraid of the unknown so he tries to steal our todays with fears about the “end times.”

He is reminding me that he has not given us a spirit of fear but of love.

He is reminding me that He is a good father.

He is reminding me that each day is drawing us closer to Him.

He is reminding me to pursue my purpose every day.

He is reminding me that history is filled with tragic events because we live in a fallen world.

He is also reminding me that Jesus is the hope of the world. We are the carriers of his light.

Tomorrow is never promised, but that doesn’t mean we must live in fear today.

Today is a gift. Today is our time. This is the day the Lord has made so let us rejoice and be glad in it.

So today, instead of being crippled by fear, let’s be encouraged in our faith. Let’s be reminded that in this world we will have troubles, but we can take heart because Jesus has overcome this world.

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When God calls You to an Unfamiliar Place

Yesterday I went for a walk at the park… a park that I walk at frequently. I’m a creature of habit and I always walk the route that doesn’t go under the shade trees, because ticks and stuff.. gross! I NEVER go under the trees.

But on yesterday’s walk, when I got to the fork between the path into the trees and the normal path under the sun, God began to speak to my heart. He told me to take the path under the shade trees.

Immediately fear set in. “But God, that is different… that is uncomfortable.. I don’t want to go that way.”

Never the less, I embarked down the shade tree path. As I began walking under the trees on this unfamiliar path, there was the most refreshing breeze. The sun had been blazing and for a momma with a five week old baby in a stroller, it had been a struggle down my familiar path. The breeze felt so nice. Immediately God began to speak.

“Jordan, sometimes in life I call you to walk down unfamiliar paths. When I call you to walk down  bear paths remember that I know the whole story. The unfamiliar path I call you to walk down just may be the very path you must take to find the rest your soul needs.”

My heart immediately felt relief… replenished… and renewed..

I continued down the unfamiliar path taking in the views. I felt accomplished.. proud of myself for listening when God said “This is the way,  now walk in it.” But then something unexpected happened. I began to notice a short cut in the path. A nice little cutoff road that would take me back to my familiar trail. I immediately wanted to take it. I began to think “I already heard God speak.. that was so nice, now I can take the short cut back to what is familiar. I learned the lesson, now I can go back to my normal route.”

But the Holy Spirit began to urge me to go further. He said “Jordan, we’ve come this far down this path, don’t you want to see what more I have for you on this journey?”

And I did…. I so desperately wanted to see what else he had for me.

Isn’t that how we are in life? We avoid the unfamiliar. We shrink back in fear when God calls us to walk down the unfamiliar path. Then, if we do somehow find the Holy courage to take the unfamiliar road, you can be certain there will be shortcuts back to familiar at every turn.. opportunities to take the easy route…

Today I encourage you… go down the unfamiliar path… don’t take the shortcuts.. and maybe, just maybe, you will find the joy and rest you’ve been looking for all along.

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The Faith Fight: Fighting for Faith with the Odds Stacked Against You

In life we go through seasons.. easy seasons.. hard seasons.. in between seasons.. Sometimes the hardest seasons are the unsure seasons. The seasons when you are faced with a choice.. there are usually a few options during these seasons, and making the right one is sometimes all consuming.

Normally in these decisional seasons, the easiest, safest choice is what we go with. But what if the hard choice is really the right choice? How do we fight to have faith to do hard things in a world that is built around keeping yourself safe?

In our society we are all about building a safe little life. 3 bedroom house with the fence, the perfect 2 children, a cute little dog, retirement funds and more! Not that there is anything wrong with that, but what does God say about life?

He’s far more concerned with our faith walk, than our safe boundaries. In fact, it seems that he’s always calling us to step outside our comfort zone so that we can see him move.

I think a lot of times we pick the safe choice out of fear. What will people think? This choice doesn’t make sense by our world’s standards.. But then God reminds me that he works best under pressure. When the odds are stacked against us, that is when God can show out the most. A lot of us are just too afraid to step out into that space. The unknown.. the scary.. the faith place.

The Bible is filled with stories of people who were put in scary circumstances but God showed out in those circumstances.

I want to see God show out in my circumstances. I don’t want to live just the safe life, but the life that sees God moves mountains, don’t you?



So today, let’s choose the hard choice.. the scary choice.. the less supported choice knowing that our faith in God means that we aren’t subject to the world’s safe options. We can walk on water, stand in the lion’s den, and walk through the parted red sea.



Hebrews 11:1 “Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.”


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Messy Motives

Have you ever been in a place where the rug gets swept out from underneath you? Your foundation gets shaken and you are left asking yourself what happened? How did everything get so messy? This has been my life for what feels like a century! Lately I’ve been asking God questions. Questions like “How did I get so off track?” “How did I become so isolated?” “Why do I feel so alone?”

Maybe you can relate…

Last night as I was asking God some of these questions he said “Jordan, your motive for walking with me got a little messy. You started to care more about following and fitting in with my people, than you cared about following and walking with me.” Ouch.

But we do that don’t we? It’s so easy to get the lines crossed. We are called to love God and love people.. in that order. But sometimes we get so busy loving the people, that we forget about our first love.

So I started to reflect on the last year of my life… on my underground season.. this messy, lonely season. I realized that somewhere along the way I missed it… the big mark that said this is the way.. walk in it.. I missed it because I was too busy watching all the people walking towards The Way.unnamed

It wasn’t that I was a messed up person, but my motive for following Jesus had gotten a little messy. Was it for fame? To build my own kingdom? For the people I wanted to help? I’m not really sure how I missed the mark, but somewhere I began following the people instead of my Jesus. I got swept up in “the christian walk.”

But then it happened.


The time came when the people I had been following hurt me. Broke my spirit. Left me empty handed and confused. I found myself all of a sudden standing on the road I had been walking with no hope in sight… because when your faith is built on people, and then the people hurt you,  you’re left on a lonely road.. confused and abandoned. Where do I go now? What do I do now? I was following Jesus..really I was.. But then it hit me…

If I was truly following Jesus then how did my world come crashing down when the people let me down? If my foundation was Jesus wouldn’t I have been able to keep going after I was hurt?


Somewhere I shifted. My foundation started out built on Jesus but then I began to build it on people. The lines got a little bit messy and crossed.

So here I am now.. with a new revelation.. the revelation that when our motives get messy, Jesus never does. The beautiful thing about God is that every time we get it wrong, he gently pulls us back. We are like sheep that wander off… He just gently pulls us back to himself.

Maybe you have been like me… a sheep following the herd, instead of the shepherd.. let’s together take a stand. Let’s decide to follow our shepherd instead of the sheep. And when we hear him say “this is the way, walk in it,” we can walk boldly with confidence, knowing that our shepherd will be ever faithful, solid and strong, always leading us to beautiful places.

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Grace for Tough Seasons

Some seasons in life are harder than others. Sometimes I feel like I’m broken… Something is wrong with me.. I need a reset. Because in this season I missed it somewhere.
But then there’s Jesus. He tells me I haven’t missed it. The ship didn’t sail… I didn’t miss the mark.

Because see there’s this grace that exudes from the hands of Jesus. This grace knew I’d be in this season and that I’d feel broken… and it gently carries me above the rising waters.

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He knew I’d have this season. He knew that in this season I wouldn’t be able to carry myself through. But he knew that in this season he would get the chance to tell me something new… to show me something I desperately need to see, grace…

So in the hard seasons of life I’ll raise my white flag and lay down my pride and pick up the grace of my sweet Jesus.

“But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christʼs power may rest on me.”

‭‭2 Corinthians‬ ‭12:9‬ ‭NIV‬‬

*During hard seasons it can be hard to keep our heads above water. My Fifteen Day Devotional: Habakkuk… Embracing the Journey Through Seasons of Pain and Confusion helped me so much through the hardest season of my life. You can grab your copy here!

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He is the God who sees me.. the REAL me..

Some days I think I’m doing pretty good with this whole Christian life thing.

Prayed  today ✅

Loved my neighbor as myself ✅

Encouraged someone✅

Read my Bible✅

Others days are more like yesterday.

Forgot to pray 👎

Lost my cool on someone 👎

Ran out of time for quiet time 👎

Those days make me feel real good about myself. And the award for Most Devoted Follower goes to… not me.

I know I’m not alone. The enemy has a way of tricking us into a good verses bad mentality.

On days when I feel less than, God reminds me of his heart for me. He reminds me that the cross covers my good days and my bad ones.

He reminds me that no one is righteous and that even my good days don’t measure up.

He reminds me that the cross covers my humanity and that salvation covers it all.

My favorite thing he reminds me is that he is the God who sees me.. like REALLY sees me. The ugly, gross insides of me that I try not to see myself. He sees it all, but doesn’t define me by it. He sees the intricate parts of me and says “I love you so much.”

He reminds me each time that He sees me and that he’s got me. He encourages me with kindness and love to run towards him in my weakness.

And so, on days like yesterday, I’m encouraged and loved by the God who sees me and loves me the same. I’m encouraged to continue the race. I’m encouraged to stand on truth instead of feelings…and I stand on the finished work of the cross.

He sees us… he loves us… each part of us.. even the parts we deem unlovable. So today,  whether we are “good” or “bad,” we will run towards the God who sees us.

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~Jordan is a lover of Jesus.. her husband… laughter.. and sweet and creamy coffee.. She spends her days teaching littles and loving women through Beautifully Broken Ministries.

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When the Wrong Words Come Out…

Happy Wednesday! It’s the middle of the week and that is so exciting. Today we at Truth Unplugged are so excited about our guest blogger, Becky Kopitzke. I met Becky this summer at She Speaks and she was such a ray of sunshine! Her transparency and humor make the awkward  topics a little less awkward and a little more doable. I hope you enjoy her post!

“Mommy, show me your boobie!”

“Excuse me?” My eyebrows shot up. “Show you my what?”

My three-year-old dashed from the playroom to where I sat in a kitchen chair. “Your boobie! On your arm!”

“Ohhh—you mean my boo-boo. Ok, sure.” I pushed up my t-shirt sleeve, revealing a teddy bear band-aid from the doctor’s office, where an hour earlier my daughters and I had gotten stuck with our annual flu shots.

“Yes, Mommy, I want to see your boo-boo. Look, you got a green band-aid just like me!”

“I sure did! We were brave!” And your mother is so relieved you were talking about her arm.

A natural mistake for a child, right? Boo-boo, boo-bee—easy to mix up a vowel sound here and there, no big deal.

But she got me thinking. Sometimes I pick the wrong words, too. Difference is—I know better.

Words like these.

I said put your FREAKING shoes on, now!

I am so tired of this CRAP!

DANGITALL, doesn’t anybody listen to me around here?! Aaaaaagh!!!

Oops. Occasionally I wrestle a bit with self-control. Do you? Frustration bubbles up and spills out my mouth, through grinding teeth and under fiery dragon breath. I don’t necessarily roar at full volume, I mean, I do have some godly discretion (see this halo on my head?). Often I’m just grumbling to myself.

But even if I only think the nasty words and never give them a voice, they’re still a symptom of some ailment brewing deeper than my throat. It’s my heart that needs the check-up.

“Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it,” (Proverbs 4:23).

What does it mean to guard your heart? I used to believe this meant building walls of discipline around it, stacking prayers and memorized scripture like bricks, one on top of another until I’d constructed a pious barrier from which raw emotions could nev-ah escape, mwuahahaha.

But it turns out the wall wasn’t bulletproof. I’d get hit with a bad day or a surge of unruly hormones, and those bricks cracked and crumbled, leaving me exposed, cranky, and suddenly inflicted with a colorful vocabulary.

Slowly now, I’m discovering a more authentic definition. Perhaps, to “guard your heart” means to tend it, watch over it, nurture it. To let it thrive and not suffocate.

It means acknowledging the raw emotions as part of who and whose I am, even in my ugliest moments.

I am a child of God. My heart belongs to him.

So. This is usually the part of the story where the blogger invites you to clean up your act, tame your tongue, rise above the temptation of sin. True, the Bible is full of verses on why we shouldn’t shout “crap” in front of our kids, and I’m in total support of them.

But today, I want to remind you what else the Bible says.


“I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God,” (Ephesians 3:16–19, emphasis added).

We’re all going to mess up. We’re all going to have days when emotions scramble to the surface and spew out the wrong pipe. But don’t define yourself by them. Recognize that you are human, you are trying, and God loves you through it all.

He isn’t just helping you guard your heart. He’s living within it.

Heaven knows I need to remember that. You, too?

Let’s do it together. Show me your boo-boos and I’ll show you mine.

Join me every week for a new devotion at beckykopitzke.com. I can’t wait to meet you there.



Becky Kopitzke is the author of The SuperMom Myth: Conquering the Dirty Villains of Motherhood (Shiloh Run Press), and founder of The Cranky Mom Fix. As a writer, speaker, mentor, dreamer, believer, lunch packer and recovering perfectionist, Becky believes parenting is one of God’s greatest tools for building our faith, character, and strength—and it’s not always pretty. On her devotional blog, beckykopitzke.com, she offers weekly encouragement for fellow imperfect moms, pointing our weaknesses, blessings, and victories to God.

Becky lives messily ever after with her loving husband and their two young daughters in northeast Wisconsin, where a pink indoor trampoline fills half the once formal living room.

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Trusting God for the Small Things..

I am a big dreamer kind of gal… the bigger the better. Impossible? No Way! Unrealistic? Who Cares?

I like to believe God for big things and I am constantly asking him to do big things… to move mountains.. part red seas.. burn a bush without actually burning it kind of things.

But tonight, as I ponder the chaos that surrounds my daily circumstances I find myself asking God “Why?”

“Why is it so hard for me to get up on time?”

“Why is it so hard to get the house put in order?”

“Why is it so hard to do the little day in and day out things?”

His response was “You trust me to do the big things, but you don’t trust me to do the small things.”

That can’t be right..

But then he said, “Jordan, you KNOW you need me for the big things… the out of reach things.. the impossible things.. so you have to entrust them to me… But with the small things, you can manage on your own, so instead of entrusting EACH tiny task into my hands, you try to carry them on your own and they weigh you down.”


It makes sense though doesn’t it? Isn’t it so easy to get wrapped up trying to do all of our small tasks, instead of entrusting those small tasks to Jesus?

Proverbs 16:25 NIV says “There is a way that appears to be right, but in the end it leads to death.”

Taking care of the small things appears to be right sometimes. I can take care of the house… I can get up on time.. I can cook the supper and do the dishes.. I can wash the clothes and get everyone ready for tomorrow..

I can manage… Really, I can..

Until I can’t… and then I’m filled with feelings of shame… rejection.. failure.. something in my spirit seems to die when I try to do it all on
my own.

And so… I’m realizing I need Jesus.. not just
for the big, move the mountain dreams, but for the small, messy, ordinary things.

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And maybe, just maybe, when I give him the little things, I will see him work all of the things out for my good.





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That Time We Made a Wrong Turn…

Today a couple of my friends and I were driving home from Propel Women in Jackson, Mississippi.. We knew the route home.. We knew our final destination… but somewhere along the way we found ourselves way of track. We had been driving for a hot minute in the wrong direction. Somewhere along our trip, we must have taken a wrong turn.

Baffled and completely off course we found ourselves asking:  How did we end up here?

Along that wrong turn, there was a gas station. It wasn’t the most elaborate gas station… it was quite the opposite actually.. But in this place that was a little weird and a lot uncomfortable, God began to speak to all four of us in big ways.

He began to work in the middle of our wrong turn.

It made us realize that what we thought was a wrong turn, God knew was a necessary turn.

He had the wrong turn worked out to teach us fullsizerender
and grow us towards him.

We absolutely were supposed to stop in that sketchy little place somewhere on a side road in Mississippi.

And the Holy Spirit began to speak…

“Jordan, sometimes a wrong turn can lead to the right place.”

In life I like to have a plan, I think if we are honest we all do to some degree. When we find ourselves in a situation or season that is a little weird and uncomfortable, we begin to wonder how we made a wrong turn.. Where did we go wrong?? Which road led us here??

But the truth is, God determines every step. Nothing is an accident with God. He is a God of intentionality.

Proverbs 16:9 says “The heart of man plans his way, but the LORD establishes his steps.”

Embrace the steps in the journey..The weird steps.. The sad steps.. The hard steps.. The good steps.. Because in each of these steps,  God is bringing us closer to Jesus.



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