Built with Purpose, Not Approval

Leaps of Faith and the Echo of Doubt: My First Few Months of Building a Business from Scratch

Two months ago, I walked away from the safety net - steady paycheck, defined role, predictable days - and into the thick fog of the unknown, I quit my job, not because I had a grand plan mapped out, but because I had something louder: a call I couldn’t ignore. One fueled not by certainty, but by faith.

Starting my own business has felt like standing barefoot at the edge of a cliff. Some mornings, I’ve stared down the silence and wondered if I’d made a mistake. Other days, I’ve felt the quiet pulse of possibility beneath my feet, reminding me why I jumped.

People started calling, asking how I was, what I was doing, whether I was okay and while some meant well, others - well, their curiosity carried a different weight. It felt less like concern and more like surveillance, as if they were quietly waiting for the moment I’d trip.

I’d hang up, sit still and let the sting settle - it was subtle. The kind of hurt that hides behind polite questions and smiling tones, but I refused to let it take root.

Instead, I created a rhythm:

• Morning movement. Sweating out the doubt during morning runs. Letting my feet remind me I’m grounded.
• Nature walks. Listening to the wind speak more kindly than some voices ever have.
• Daily work on my business. Even when the results weren’t loud or obvious, they were mine. Built with intention, not approval.
• Grounded Strength. Lifting heavy weights turned my anger into strength - each rep a quiet promise to rise, not break.
• Devotional Clarity. I carved out sacred time to meditate in Scripture - letting the Word renew what the world tried to weary.
• Gentle & Reflective. I reached for my guitar, each note a hush against the chaos - melody holding me where words fell short.

This wasn’t about proving anyone wrong. It was about proving to myself that I wouldn’t abandon my own voice just because others couldn’t hear it yet.

I’ve learned that starting something of your own isn’t glamorous in the beginning. It's gritty, it’s quiet and it’s full of invisible wins, but those wins stack and when they do, they start to build something unshakable.

So, here I am! Still walking! Still building! Still believing!