For a long time, I was quiet about my faith and beliefs as a Christian. Anytime I mentioned it in a workplace, the attacks would come, and soon after, I’d find myself leaving. It almost felt like an attack on my livelihood.
But here’s the thing: hiding who you are to fit in with people who don’t truly value you will only attract the wrong people. Sometimes that hiding is just a cover, keeping you in a space where you don’t even belong.
That’s why, as I commit to my career as a content creator, I’m choosing courage. Whatever persecution comes, comes — but God will still get the glory and the honor as I walk in truth.
I trust that God will bring the right brands — the ones aligned with my values, and that value my creativity, my mind, and my perspective. That trust informs the work I take on and the opportunities I pursue.
Other religions are free to express themselves openly, and Christians should be able to do the same. So I’ve decided not to hide my faith anymore. If I stay silent, I risk dimming the very light God gave me to shine.
At the end of the day, I believe the right doors will open, the right people will connect, and the right opportunities will come — not because I hid who I was, but because I stood firm in it.
If you’ve been anywhere on the internets, you’ll see the common phrase popping up in recent months that Delulu is the Solulu. Translation? Being delusional is the key to solving your problems and achieving your goals. It’s all fun and games, but honestly? I don’t quite subscribe to this message. And trust me, I get it. I’m all for pursuing your wildest dreams (look at me – I’m a full-time content creator. ), but why must we do it under the guise of being delusional? Why is it so crazy to believe something good can happen for us? That our wildest dreams can come true? I feel like it’s almost demeaning to ourselves, a slap in the face, if you will. The definition of delusional is literally “characterized by or holding false beliefs or judgments about external reality that are held despite evidence to the contrary” – essentially believing things that are not true. I think as women, we already get enough slack as it is. We shouldn’t diminish our hopes and dreams into delusional thinking. They are worth taking seriously. We are worth being taken seriously.
So no… delulu is not the solulu.
Having faith is.
Faith, rather, is having a strong belief in the possibility that something might happen or that it will happen.
That’s the kind of positivity and light I want to shine over my dreams and goals. Not that I was so crazy to think it was real, but rather I believed in it so much that I worked towards making it a reality. I believed it was possible, so I already acted as if it were mine and that it was achievable.
I’d rather be grounded in faith than lost in wishful thinking. Faith empowers us to move forward with intention, resilience, and purpose. So as you chase your dreams, let it be with conviction and trust in yourself—not because you’re delusional, but because you know you’re capable.
Being a content creator is a test of faith. Why? Because it’s the complete opposite of what’s expected of you. Working a 9-5 is expected of you. It’s expected that you’ll give 40 hours a week (or more) to a corporation that could get rid of you in a heartbeat. The traditional norm is to go to the office, grab happy hour afterwards, and repeat.
Some people don’t pursue their purpose because of this need for external validation — because they want to fit in. I was the same way for a while. I was too worried about having a stable job and steady income, doing things the “right” way. But the right way still wasn’t working. I realized that no job was truly stable, and that’s when I decided to jump all in to my calling and not look back.
This has been one of my biggest tests of faith. You see, I don’t have anyone to depend on for a steady paycheck anymore. I can only depend on my efforts and on God’s provision. I’m stretching my belief in myself and in God that this is going to work because, quite frankly, I have no other choice. It has to work.
I have to trust and commit to consistency and discipline, believing that my efforts will bear fruit. If I keep watering the seeds of creating content, it has no choice but to grow, right?
When you cut the anchors of stability and safety nets, you can only count on yourself — and ultimately on God. If things don’t work out, there’s no one else to blame.
And along the way, you face doubters and naysayers who don’t understand the vision. Like Noah, mocked while building the Ark, you keep building what God placed inside of you — even when no one else sees it.
Because that’s what faith really is: believing before you see, showing up before the results, and trusting that the seeds you plant today will grow into the future you prayed for tomorrow.
Sometimes, answered prayers don’t look the way you want them to. Sometimes they come in the form of a no… a closed door.
There was an opportunity that came through my email, which I thought would be a perfect fit. My funds were running low, and I thought this opportunity could hold me over. But I thought back to all the times I accepted opportunities that were seemingly good on the surface but eventually blew up in my face.
So I did what anyone would do in this situation when faced with making a decision: I prayed about it.
“God, if you want this for me, it has to be completely right all the way through to the end of it. And if it’s a distraction and it’s not meant for me, please take it away.”
It turns out that the opportunity fell through. It was actually a carrot-on-a-stick kind of opportunity, not even solidified. At first, I was frustrated and annoyed. Why would someone put out a feeler just to gauge interest or leads in this type of economy and get people hopeful?
But then I was reminded of my prayer, and I was left with a peaceful assurance. It wouldn’t have been the right fit, and God knew that. This was probably just a sneak peek of the culture I’d be dealing with, and it probably wouldn’t have ended well.
All that glitters isn’t gold, and I didn’t need to learn that lesson twice.
