“God Bless These Twentysomethings”
Letting God guide us through the chaos as we grow
Can we really dive into that transitional period in your 20s where it can feel like a beautiful, yet chaotic mess of growth, uncertainty, and self-discovery? Remember being a little girl and thinking 25 or 27 was grown-grown? Like, married, house, dream job, and probably two kids by now?
Yeah…same.
But here I am—still figuring it out, still growing, still laughing at the fact that I once thought wearing lip gloss and heels meant I had life mastered.
This post is for the in-between. For the days when you’re not quite the girl you were, but not yet the woman you’re becoming.
I can reflect on the times when I was younger, sitting on the floor with a pillow while my mom did my hair or sitting in the kitchen waiting for the hot comb to warm up on the stove, getting dropped off, going to the mall and movies with friends, getting into makeup for the first time. I miss those moments. I remember being in middle school, feeling insecure, trying to find my place and where I belonged. High school was a different transition, which didn’t make it easier. I started confusing my worth with attention, and love with validation. It’s funny, though, you grow up thinking you’ll just wake up one day and feel like a woman. Like everything will make sense. But what happens is a whole lot of figuring it out. Relationships taught me that love without God will leave you empty. Friendships taught me that not everyone is meant to stay. And seasons of loneliness taught me to completely lean on God more deeply than I had before.
God didn’t ask me to be perfect; none of us are. He never expected me to have it all figured out by some magic age. That steers from the pressures of society and the world, that we should be on a certain timeline. What He wanted… was my heart. My honesty. My willingness to trust Him through confusion and growth. Psalm 46:5 says, “God is within her, she will not fall; God will help her at break of day.” I didn’t always feel strong. But God was within me—holding me up when I didn’t have the strength to stand. He saw the insecure middle school girl, the heartbroken teenager, the overthinking twenty-something—and still loved every version of me.
Now I look in the mirror and see a woman still becoming. Still healing. Still trying to unmask the pains of trauma. Still learning how to show up for herself. But I also see someone who is braver than she was yesterday. Someone who’s finally starting to believe that her worth doesn’t lie in the hands of others but in the heart of God.
To the woman reading this: If you feel stuck in the middle, unsure of who you are or where you’re headed, or what you want to do in life, take a breath. You are not behind, you are not broken, you are becoming. You are evolving. This twentysomething's stage might feel weird or uncomfortable, trying to rediscover and find your place. But every insecurity, every awkward season, every prayer—it’s all a part of your season of becoming the creative, beautiful, confident, and bold woman of God that He has created you to be.
