Fear, Failure, and the Faith Balance
Balancing

Taking a leap of faith isn’t just about bold moves and grand gestures. Sometimes, it’s about knowing when to pause, listen, and let God set the pace. If I’m being honest, stepping out in faith scares me—especially when it means leaving the “safe” zone I know so well. I’ve always found comfort in places where I could show fortitude and forge ahead: in education, and now in corporate America. There are no guarantees in either, but to me, they feel steady, familiar—safe.
This new journey, though—the ministry we launched in November, the vision for our first conference in March—it’s different. It’s not just about moving past fear and failure. It’s about learning to listen for God’s timing, and being wise enough to know when to move forward and when to step back. This week, we realized that wisdom sometimes means slowing down, so we can build something lasting and meaningful rather than rushing ahead just to check a box.
And as we move forward, we want to be intentional about who joins us. We’re praying that God will bring collaborators, vendors, and sponsors who truly believe in our mission and want to partner in ministry—not just those looking for notoriety or followers. The heart of Her Table has always been about genuine connection and shared purpose, not platforms or publicity. We want every partnership to reflect that.
There’s no failure in waiting for the right time. In fact, pausing can be the most faithful move of all. We want to build a purpose and mission that lasts, to create a table big enough for every sister who needs a place. The conferences will come, and when they do, we’ll be ready to do all things well. I know I’m not the only one who struggles with fear of failure, or the urge to play it safe. Stepping out in faith is messy. Sometimes you step forward, sometimes you wait, but always—always—you keep believing in what God is building, even if it takes longer than you hoped.
So for now, I invite you to join me on this journey, one day at a time, as we build a unique table for sisters to walk through life together. I look forward to the day we gather in person, and I know that with fortitude and faith, it will be nothing short of amazing.
In the meantime, let’s challenge ourselves to be Her Table wherever we are. Over the next 30 days, who could you invite to your table that’s not like you? Maybe they’re from another denomination, a different race, a different socioeconomic background. Could you get to know them better over coffee, tea, or a book chat? We don’t need a conference to start now—let’s begin creating the table of unity, right where we are.
With hope and gratitude,
Marilyn
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