Faith Over Fear: I Gave It to God and He Moved

I’ve been to therapy more times than I can count, but this time… it hit differently.

I left feeling low. Not because my therapist was harsh, but because she held up a mirror to something I’d been avoiding.

I walked in feeling defeated by my job—burnt out, stretched thin, and over it.

She asked me a simple question:

“Why haven’t you started your private practice yet?”

I told her I had just started a new job with better pay, and it made logical sense to stay.

She paused, ran the numbers out loud, and said,

“You’re giving away money.”

The hard truth? I already knew that.

I had run the same numbers in my head. But it didn’t feel that way when I was the one justifying it.

Something about hearing it from someone else shattered the illusion I had created for my comfort.

I was playing small and calling it wisdom. I was shrinking and calling it strategy.

That same Friday, I walked out of her office and applied to become credentialed so I could start billing for my private practice.

They told me it would take 60–90 days.

God said otherwise.

I was approved in 4 days.

I signed my contract, completed my paperwork, and now I’m officially credentialed with multiple insurance panels. It’s happening. It’s real.

Not because of my grind.

Not because of my perfectionism.

But because I surrendered.

I surrendered this job.

I surrendered the fear of failure.

I surrendered the part of me that still felt like she wasn’t ready.

And God moved.

So if you’re sitting on a dream that makes more sense to ignore than pursue, let this be your confirmation.

Stop doing the math that justifies staying stuck.

Start trusting the God who called you higher.

Faith over fear—every single time.

With grace and truth,

Rissa