When Your Dream Comes True & It Scares The Crap Out Of You

I wrote this post a few weeks ago and it has gone cRaZy…
Like 175,000 (I just guessed the number when I made this video) people have read it, cray cray!

But instead of it empowering me to write more, it has nearly muted me.

It terrifies me that there have been so many people on my site and reading my words.
Most people have have been super sweet and others, not so much. (I know not everyone is going to love me… duh, but it still hurts and feels awkward.)

But this is me, being real and authentic. I have a few questions for you toward the end of the video… Will you please chat with me about this?

Thanks for being my tribe, my people, and my purpose for all these words.


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4 thoughts on “When Your Dream Comes True & It Scares The Crap Out Of You

  1. I think in some ways, when God does make a dream come true, one that we NEVER thought would happen, we get confused. We are taken back by His love for us. That He, the maker of the universe, would even care about our human dreams. Sometimes our dreams are huge…to be pregnant, to see that family member except Jesus, to reach a troubled teen, for reconciliation. But our human nature is to not except His love as real, tangible or worthy of us. Why would He care? We ask ourselves.
    Othertimes, when we are blessed with that dream, it’s hard to live it out. It’s downright miserable sometimes. We tell ourselves, I prayed for this dream for sooooo long, it shouldn’t be hard to receive it. But it is.
    What I’m learning is, that desperate place I was in when I was fervently praying, that place of I can’t go on any longer, the loneliness…is exactly where God wants to keep us.
    Relying on Him.
    Praising Him.
    Loving Him.
    Seeking Him.
    Have I gotten lazy in my walk with God from receiving such a gift? For me, maybe. Being in such awe of the gift might have clouded my view of His face. The face of Jesus. My Savior, that just wants to sit with me…and love me.

    Christen, thank you for your realness, for showing us your heart, and allowing us to walk with you in your dreams. I am in awe of how God is using you and your words to reach multitudes. You are loved.

  2. This is me, cheering for you~~~ You can do it. YOU can do it!!!! I know the fear you speak of– I know how all of a sudden you go from doing something as an outlet for yourself, to feeling like you have a lot of people to answer to. It is scary. But this is what I did: I stopped looking at the numbers of people, and just continued doing what I loved. You would write the same words for 1 or 1,000,000, right? Remember the story of the lost sheep? Jesus left the 99 to go after the 1 that was lost. That story keeps me SO grounded. It reminds me that I am a servant of His, and that the numbers are His, and that my talent is His. It takes the burden of pleasing and promoting away. Note: It doesn’t stay away for good. I have to remind myself of who I am in Christ all the time. Social Media can be the biggest blessing for us bloggers, but also the worst curse. It is a daily dance. Your heart is tender— just make sue that you are including enough pause in your day to keep it that way and you will navigate the big numbers just fine. xoxox

  3. Hi Christen. Maybe you just have a little writer’s block. Every person I know who does something creative…writing, painting, acting, etc…goes through periods of wondering if they’ll ever be able to do it again. It doesn’t matter how much art I sell, I often approach the easel, feeling like I’m starting at the beginning. What I’ve learned, after many years of experience, is to just show up at the studio and put the brush to the canvas. Sometimes it takes a lot of paint before I feel like I’m on the right track. Just because you have a gift doesn’t mean it’ll be easy.