How to NOT Start a Christian Business

Dear readers, 

This letter hurts to write. I’m still mourning the subject of the letter, and asking God what He wants me to do in the rubble of the aftermath. 

I love to create things. I thoroughly believe that the creativity God has given me is to be used for his glory for the remainder of my days. 

But I must admit my creativity and the pride that comes with it has been a consistent battle within my flesh and the Spirit. 

2 Months ago I was sent home from the Factory due to them not needing me that day. I had worked the whole weekend prior to that Monday morning, so I went home gleefully hoping to get some rest and attack some of the adulting tasks I knew needed to be taken care of. 

I hoped on my computer and realized my budgeting had been screwed up to some small degree, and one of the bills I thought I had been paying for the previous 4 months hadn’t been touched at all. 

Insert a panicked Mitchell here. 

I instantly began to look into the technological error, and I found where the root of it was, but that still didn’t change the fact I was a lot farther from financial freedom than I thought. 

I began to do research and think of the different ways I could attack this issue head on. 

“I’m creative. I’ll think of something.” 

An idea from my high school years came back to me. A company that was focused around helping others in their creative pursuits. 

Not a bad idea right?

Well. I prayed about it that week, and asked God for wisdom and clarity in this area. The domain name I wanted to use since high school was still available, and I didn’t want to wait too long before I kept chugging ahead. 

After a week I had peace and I marched on to attack my goal of finding financial freedom. 

I made plan after plan, I would draw up many doodles, take coaching calls and free workshops, and I would write down so many ideas (I go into details in the ‘The Best Idol I’ve Ever Made’ Letter) I was spending hours of research and time online doing everything I could to keep marching forward. 

All this time I kept laying it before God. “Please bless this God, don’t let me do this if you don’t want me to.” 

My intentions weren’t pure. Somedays I’d say God and I were on the same page, but other days I would say we were as far as could be on my end. 

I hit a point where I realized my ways were not God’s ways. 

The success I was looking for I couldn’t obtain. 

I was losing bits and pieces of myself each day I was wanting and pursuing something that was growing more and more clear. 

I needed to stop. 

I took a break, and even then My intentions in the back of my mind were, I need to do something, I need to make these changes and I’ll be okay, yet with each rewrite and refinement I brought to my design I was getting farther and farther from true contentment in submission which is where I believe God wanted me. 

So I stopped cold turkey. It sucked. It hurt so badly. But it wasn’t long until God gave me a sliver of hope. 

“I want you to start something with Me. Not apart from Me. Slow down and walk with Me, see where I will take you.”

It was exactly what I needed to hear, it was gentle yet firm, it was full of wisdom and truth, how could anything from God be anything else?

I pushed Infinite Ideas Inc off to the side, curious what God wanted to do with it, I continued to come before him with so many different ideas. But in the end, the only ideas worth having are the ones that bring Him glory. 

I’ll catch you up on the next letter. 

Sincerely Your Daydreaming Pal,

-Mitchell