I Kept Asking God To Open Doors While Secretly Hoping I Wouldn’t Have To Walk Through Them
I used to pray constantly for “open doors.” New opportunities. Better direction. Clarity. Growth. Favor. All the church words. I meant those prayers too. At least I thought I did. Then one afternoon I got an email response I had been praying for, and instead of feeling excited, I felt nauseous. Not metaphorically either. Actual stomach tension. I remember sitting on the edge of my bed rereading the message while a lawn mower buzzed outside somewhere and my phone kept slipping in my hand because my palms were sweaty. The opportunity was real. The door had opened. And suddenly I realized something uncomfortable. Part of me had wanted God to answer the prayer without requiring me to become uncomfortable afterward. Ever been there? Sometimes We Pray For Change While Negotiating Against It Internally That contradiction is more common than people admit. We ask the Lord for growth, then panic when growth disrupts familiar routines. We pray for healing, then struggle when healing forces...