Stop Saying “Faith It Until You Make It’ Because It’s False Doctrine

Stop Saying “Faith It Until You Make It’ Because It’s False Doctrine

Raise your hand if you’ve heard the phrase, “faith it until you make it.” I’m betting you raised your hand because it’s an entirely all too common phrase amongst Christians. 

I’ve seen countless sermons, t-shirts, blog posts, etc. all encouraging Christians to just faith it until you make it and I’ll be incredibly honest, I have a huge problem with that for more reasons than I can count. But I’m going to try to tell you why this statement is false doctrine and why it’s time to ditch it from your list of advice. 

Before you leave, I get it. It sounds good.  I understand why we sometimes use this phrase. It’s better than “fake it until you make it,” right? Not really. Not in my world. The surface level concept seems great for many Christians because it implies we have faith. It says God has our six. The problem is that the faith is fleeting. The problem is that the faith only exists until you make it. 

Right now, my church, Gateway, is in the middle of a series called “True-ish” and we’re dispelling common phrases and ideologies that Christians hold but aren’t actually rooted in the Bible. Sunday’s sermon was about the idea that God will never give you more than you can handle, which is not true at all. We see people all over the Bible being given more than they can handle but there is always a purpose. Last week, it was about how many believe God helps those who help themselves which again, is false. We’re supposed to minister to those who cannot help themselves. Since we’ve been in this series, I’ve been thinking so much about this statement, “faith it until you make it,” and it’s been on my blog posts to write list (yes, I have one) for an entire year now. I look at this topic every single week and couldn’t figure out why it hasn’t been written until now. So let’s dive in. 

The word “you”

This is one part of this phrase I have a massive issue with. It says to faith it until you make it and in my opinion,  you didn’t make it. I don’t care how successful you are, you didn’t make it. God made it. God put you in the position you are in and can just as quickly take that away.

Job 1:21 says, “Naked I came from my mother’s womb and naked I will depart. The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away; may the name of the Lord be praised.” NIV

You are not the one responsible for being on the mountain. God gives and he can take.

The thing is we do not know God’s plan for our lives and the lives of those around us. As He is the one in control of the plan, it is irresponsible to assume we know better than God and have ourselves alone created success.

Continuing in Job 42:2-3, “I know that you can do all things; no purpose of yours can be thwarted. / You asked, ‘Who is this that obscures my plans without knowledge? Surely. I spoke of things I did not understand, things too wonderful for me to know.” NIV

Job is letting us know that God’s plans are far greater than we can see and to assume we know the plan is foolish.

In Psalm 10:4 it says, “in his pride, the wicked man does not seek him; in all his thoughts there is no room for God.” NIV

This is the way I view that phrase. When we put the “you” as the forefront we forget about what God has done for us. I personally, don’t want to be counted among the wicked.

Isiah 26:3-4 says, “Trust in the Lord forever, for the Lord, the Lord himself, is the Rock eternal. / He humbles those who dwell on high, he lays the lofty city low; he levels it to the ground and casts it down to dust.” NIV

When we place ourselves as the One on High, God humbles us whether we like it or not. We have no control over it. When we act as if we have created our success on our own, God reminds us who is in control. He is always the one calling the shots. He’s always the one determining what is part of the plan and what isn’t.  

The word “until” 

This goes back to what I said earlier about the faith being fleeting. 

I always think about the Israelites when I think about fleeting faith when they escaped slavery in Egypt. Their faith was ever fleeting. They doubted Moses and God more than they trusted. They murmured. They were unappreciative of the things given to them by the One who delivered them from bondage and slavery.

Hebrews 11:1 says, “Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.” NIV

Let me reiterate that. Faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see. 

The definition of faith is being confident in the things we hope for and trusting God in what we cannot see. 

Y’all, we cannot see His plan so we need to have assurance in it. We need to have faith. 

Faith is not a fleeting moment. Faith is not something you decide to have when it’s convenient for you. You either trust His plan and have faith it in it always or your faith is conditional and you have faith until you’re on the mountain.

We see this time and time again in the scriptures. People are given a gift by God, they rise and live on top and begin to think it is them that got them there alone. Pride gets in their way and God brings them down to a valley. In that valley, they turn back toward to God. 

This isn’t to say we won’t have moments of doubt. 

They will come. They are natural. 

But it is up to us to not just have faith “until” but to nurture that faith. 

Romans 10:17 says, “Consequently., faith comes from hearing the message and the message is heard through the word about Christ.” NIV 

Faith comes by immersing ourselves continually. Even in moments of doubt. Even in moments of fear. 

David in Psalm 56:3-4 says, “When I am afraid, I put my trust in you. / In God, whose word I praise – in God I trust and am not afraid. What can mere mortals do to me?” NIV 

If we can learn anything from David and Paul it’s that faith is not an until thing. It’s a process. It’s something we must work on daily. It’s something that must consume us. It’s something that isn’t going away anytime soon. 

Even in my moments of doubting churches, I never doubted God. I knew He had a plan for me and I’d end up where I was supposed to be. 

There is no making it

Hear me out. We can never really make it. Making it to me is perfection and that’s something we cannot achieve.

If we could, there would be no need for a Savior. We will always be striving to make it.

The phrase “faith it until you make it,” is used for temporal things but spiritually we’ve never made it.

We will always be striving to be more Christ-like and for that reason, we’ve never truly made it.

To put so much emphasis on the tangible is doing a disservice to God. There’s so much left to strive for.

 

Next time you’re struggling or someone you know is struggling, don’t tell them to “faith it until they make it”, simply tell them to have faith. Have trust. Know God loves you and has your back. Know that God has a plan for your life. Know that God is working through you, even in the valley. Know you’re never going through it alone. Know that you have a Savior who knows exactly what you are experiencing and He is there for you. He is there to fill in the gaps for when you are weak, He is strong.

My Fertility Struggle

My Fertility Struggle

I’ve talked about this a time or two before but never in this depth. I have major fertility struggles. 

Everyone who knows me, knows I love kids. I have volunteered my entire life to help kids in whatever capacity I can. My whole life I just knew I was going to be a mom. It’s just who I am. 

Throughout my college years, I had a few miscarriages but thought nothing of it really. I wasn’t ready to be a mom then and just assumed that because of my party girl lifestyle I was causing it. Never once did I consider that I had fertility problems. 

After I got married the first time in my early 20’s, we reached a point about a year in where we thought we’d like to have a baby. Knowing I had miscarried before, I became obsessive over ovulation. 

Well, I was 25 and so naturally I got pregnant right away. The positive test came on a Friday and by Tuesday I was miscarrying again. I was devastated. That’s when I decided I needed help. 

I took two very different approaches to solve the mystery. 

 

 

The Science Route

First, I called a doctor. I went to see a top Reproductive Endocrinologist and Infertility Specialist Dr. Barnhart was amazing. He got me in right away and spent hours with me. He ran blood tests, genetic tests, the freaking works. We waited until my next cycle came to town to do a Sonohysterogram. I won’t lie, it’s awful. When a male doctor says it’s going to feel like your worst menstrual cramps, know he has no clue and it’s worse. 

 

So what did Br. Barnhart find? Nothing. Minus a few 1 in a billion chance of my child having a genetic abnormality, there is nothing wrong with me. My uterus, and forgive the TMI, is textbook. His words, not mine. 

The Faith Route

At the time, I was a practicing member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. As an LDS member, we had a few things coming up that I knew would offer some guidance. 

First, I could go get my patriarchal blessing. This is a once in a lifetime blessing you get and it offers some major life advice for you. They are deeply personal and private. Well each region has one patriarch so the wait time can be long. I called ours and he said “for some reason I need to see you this week,” and the appointment was set. 

Well my Patriarch said a lot of things that brought me comfort. Even now, as a non-member, I still find truth in that blessing. There was a lot in there. 

 

The Faith Route Continued

During that week, we also had our semi-annual General Conference where Church leaders share wisdom. I swear, if you go with a question, it will be answered. 

Well, my questions were naturally around fertility. 

That whole conference there were countless talks about being a parent and more specifically a mother. 

Women spoke about how much they struggled with fertility, how they had to adopt, resort to  medical professionals, 

 

I can honestly say I thank God for the miscarriages during that marriage. 

With this knowledge that there was nothing medically wrong with me and hearing from inspired leaders that fertility issues are okay and that God is still on your side, I pressed forward. 

Flash forward and it did not work out with my now ex-husband and I am forever thankful that we did not have a child in that marriage. I can honestly say I thank God for the miscarriages during that marriage.

Well, here we are in 2019 and I’m now married to a man I know is capable of fathering children. He, of course, knew about my fertility struggles before we tied the knot. When we had two faint positive tests this past month, I was elated. Maybe this time we would be okay. Maybe this time it would hold. 

For the first time in my life,  my partner was excited. He was grinning ear to ear. He was talking to our baby and telling them to be strong. We picked names. 

I thought, “maybe I can get excited this time. Maybe this is the time I don’t struggle.”

But a part of me knew to keep my guard up. Not get too excited. Wait another 5 ish weeks to get excited. Keep it from the kids. Keep it from the people in our lives. Just five more weeks and we can tell the world. 

This past Sunday, we were at Church together and a series was wrapping up. Sam, our Pastor, was speaking about Joseph from Genesis and how he lived his life knowing God was on his side. Through all of the struggles, he lived knowing God has his six. I thought to myself, “what a beautiful message. Am I living like God is on my side?” 

We left Church and I was feeling good about that sermon. We stopped by the store because the hubs wanted some soup and I needed a few more ingredients to make the soup he wanted. While there, I got this pain. A pain I knew too well. I looked at him and said, “I’m bleeding.” 

We got home and my worst fears were confirmed. Just four weeks away from being able to share with the world. Four weeks from peace. 

Crushed is an understatement. 

When you’ve miscarried as many times as I have,  it’s hard to have faith. But my ever faithful husband reminded me that God is on our side. 

Sometimes I get resentful. I won’t lie. Sometimes it’s hard to be excited when your friend is having a baby shower. Even harder when a friend tells you about their abortion. I want to be supportive but it’s hard. 

But we still have two beautiful little boys who call us Mama and Daddy. 

While miscarrying again is heartbreaking, I have to live knowing God is on my side through it all and that’s what keeps me sane. That’s what keeps me going. 

If you’re struggling with fertility, know you aren’t alone. Know that God has your back. It’s all part of a bigger plan we can’t see. While it may not make sense now, it may make sense later. Maybe we’ll never know why but He does. He knows why and that’s good enough for me. 

I’m not impressed you’re in the Forbes Coaches Council

I’m not impressed you’re in the Forbes Coaches Council

I’m about to say something controversial so stick with me. I’m not impressed you’re in the Forbes Coaches Council. 

There I said it. 

Let’s talk for a hot second about what it is and why it doesn’t impress me much. 

So what is the Forbes Coaches Council?

According to the Forbes site, “Forbes Coaches Council is an invitation-only organization for successful business and career coaches.” Some of the perks include the following: articles on Forbes (obviously), networking opportunity, an association with Forbes (their words, not mine), personal service from the concierge team (more on that in a minute), discounts on other goods and services, web and mobile access to your desktop and let’s be honest, it’s 2019, that should be a given. 

Now if by invite only, they mean you fill out an application and pay them $1200. It’s actually a super genius business model. Entrepreneurs drop $1200 and get aligned with the Forbes brand. 

But let me tell you, I haven’t seen anyone posting about being in the Forbes Coaches Council actually share an article they wrote on Forbes. I also haven’t seen a single person talking about this insane growth in their business since joining. I also know the criteria they list on their site is a lie. I know coaches in the council who are just now celebrating their one year mark. Yikes Forbes. 

 

I’ve also seen people write about their experience with the Forbes Coaches Council and y’all, it ain’t pretty. One writer/coach talks about how in the 12 months she only had five articles appear on Forbes, edit time was slow was due to an influx in people writing and she had to fire her first Forbes assistant. Her second assistant was good but inconsistent. 

 

Now I’ve had inconsistent assistants before and it’s more work for me and therefore not worth my time. Moral of the story is based on the people I’ve seen accepted as a member of this Forbes Coaches Council, I put 0 weight into it. They have three criteria listed and I know people in the council who don’t meet those requirements. 

 

Now I understand why one would want to align themselves with the Forbes brand. I truly do. It’s a great and easy way to drive traffic. But I promise there are other ways to flex your expertise without paying $1200 for 5 articles and lackluster assistance. 

1. Write on Medium

Medium has a built-in readership of 60 million people. Plus, you can set up a paywall for your pieces and say hello to recurring income. I’ve been getting paid on articles I wrote back in July every single month since I hit publish. I’ve also driven more traffic to my site than ever. 

2. Get a PR Plan in place 

Way too often I see entrepreneurs throwing a bunch of things at the wall and hoping it sticks in terms of visibility. Nah girl. It isn’t going to work. Get a plan in place and implement it. Get the brand sponsorships. Speak at those conferences. Make moves happen. 

3. Be consistent offline 

But Ashley, I want to run an online business. That’s cool. Trust me. But I have a news flash for you. Businesses exist outside of Facebook. GASP. I know. There are probably dozens, if not hundreds of businesses in your hometown who could use your services. Call me crazy but I think those local businesses are going to want to do business with someone local. 

Here’s the thing, when you get consistent in your visibility strategy and get a solid PR plan in place, you don’t need to pay for Forbes articles. Instead, you get mentioned in them or asked to write them. 

Get a plan in place people and start crushing life and business without having to join the $1200 club. 

If you’re stuck on how to do that, grab a course or my content planner below. I teach entrepreneurs how to skyrocket their visibility through PR, quality writing and content planning. Use the code BLOG to take 20% off! 

 

Hubby’s Soft Pretzels

Hubby’s Soft Pretzels

I don’t like to brag but seriously my hubs is pretty perfect. I’m from South Jersey and currently living in South Georgia. South Jersey is just outside of Philly meaning I’m slightly obsessed with soft pretzels. 

Every time we go to Florida or head north, I ensure we stop at a Wawa and grab some soft pretzels with cheese on the side of course. We also grab Wawa Iced Tea too but that’s another story. Growing up near Philadelphia, it’s really the home of the soft pretzel. There’s a Philly Pretzel Factory in every town. Have you tried dipping a fresh soft pretzel in buttercream yet? Here’s a little Philly Culinary History for ya if you’re curious about why we love soft pretzels so much. Who knew the soft pretzel had religious origins? Maybe that’s another reason I love them so much. 

Or it’s just the fact that are delish, and I can make pair them with something savory or sweet and they’re just as fabulous. 

So I’ve been missing my ability to get a pretzel on every corner lately and that’s when hubs stepped in. Having a husband who loves to share the kitchen is one of my greatest blessings. Ladies, get you a man who can whip up soft pretzels from scratch. You won’t be mad about it. I promise. 

Ashley Price with Wawa Tea
Ashley Price is slightly obsessed with soft pretzels, especially the ones from Wawa

And because I’m so obsessed with soft pretzels my hubs decided he’d make me some. 

Y’all these are to die for so I had to drop the recipe for you.  

Without further ado, here is my hub’s soft pretzel recipe

Hubby’s Soft Pretzels

Prep Time: 25 minutes

Cook Time: 10 minutes

Total Time: 35 minutes

Hubby’s Soft Pretzels

Ingredients

  • 3 cups all-purpose flour, divided
  • 1 tablespoon active dry yeast
  • 1 teaspoon white sugar
  • 2 tablespoons butter, softened
  • 1 1/3 cups water
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • 3 tablespoons baking soda
  • 3 cups water
  • 2 tablespoons butter, melted
  • 1 tablespoon coarse sea salt, or to taste

Instructions

  • In a big bowl, mix together 1 cup of flour, yeast, sugar, 2 tablespoons of butter, 1 and 1/3 cup of water. Let it hang out until it gets some bubbles. About 15 minutes. Stir in the regular salt (not the coarse salt) and then slowly add the reamining fliur until you canpick that dough up and knead it. Add more flour when kneading if knead be. See what I did there?. But seriously, don't overwork the dough or you'll have tough pretzels.
  • Divide the dough into a few pieces (5 or 6) and let them take a little nap. They need their rest. Roll out a piece at a time until it's a little longer than a foot and make that sassy pretzel shape. *Personally, I don't roll them thing long and I make more dough piles so I can get a bunch of smaller pretzels.
  • Preheat the over to 450 degrees. Bring the 3 cups of water to a boil and then add the baking soda. Remove from the heat and dip your pretzels in for 45 seconds, flipping them halfway through. Also, do one at a time.
  • Put those pretzels on a baking sheet and paint with some melted butter and salt to taste.
  • Bake 8-10 minutes until a pretty golden brown and BAM you're done.
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So anyway, here they are. Super simple. Amazing. Hubs dips his in horseradish mustard but I prefer yum yum sauce. Don’t knock it until you try it. So comment below if you’ve made pretzels or plan to make them. I want to hear how they turn out! 

 

P.S. I think my hubs looks like Chase Rice. AmIRight? 

 

Unplugging at The Barn at Bhakti Manor

Unplugging at The Barn at Bhakti Manor

If I made a list of all the things I do as a business owner, band manager and mama, your head would spin. Heck, mine does most of the time.

 

I thought I had a pretty solid handle on how I was balancing it all until iPhone shared that handy little screen time thing. Well, let’s say I felt sick.

 

Just freaking yikes! 61 hours a week on just my phone. This doesn’t include time at my desk!

screen time for Ashley Price

Well, I knew I had to do something ASAP. That amount of screen time would eventually lead me to my least favorite spot, burnout. When my hubby had a show in North Carolina, I knew I needed to tag along and spend some time in the mountains. 

 

Y’all….let me just tell you, I will be going back. I did something crazy when packing. I left my laptop at home. Yes, on my desk. It stayed here a whole weekend. Two states away. On our way to North Carolina, I was having some slight heart palpitations. I kept that to myself. But I felt like an addict jonesing for their next fix. I felt naked. Vulnerable. Nervous.  Afraid my business would magically go up in flames during those whole 48 hours away. 

& that’s exactly why I needed the time away. That’s why I needed a vacation from my tech and hide away in the mountains.

*Fact* It wouldn’t have mattered if I brought the laptop because my service was terrible out there. Major blessing.  T-mobile problems. Hubs had no cell problems up there. 

Y’all, the cabin we stayed in was everything I needed. Gorgeous piano. Comfy beds. Coffee at the ready. Cute porch swings. No tech. Just a wall full of books. Flowers. Comfort. Exactly what I needed.

 

The barn at Bhakti Manor - so many books
Sipping coffee at the barn at Bhakti manor
gorgeous flowers at the barn at Bhakti manor

So much of our lives is spent working. We have this hard time putting the technology down. More on how we’re working on being less techy as a family later. While my screen time is down a few percent, I’m still spending close to 50 hours a week on my phone alone working, answering emails, checking social media to see the latest thing I’ve been tagged in, etc. 

Recently, an article made an appearance on BuzzFeed about burnout which prompted my own burnout story. I knew all time spent working would put me back in the emergency room. I’ve done it too many times. 

Which is why I felt so strongly about needing a break. Let me tell you what happened when I unplugged for a few days. 

 

snuggling with my husband at the barn at Bhakti manor
  • Business stayed afloat 
  • I had this incredible weekend with my new hubby 
  • A sense of renewal 
  • New appreciation for my business and the freedom it can and does bring me 
  • Intense happiness 
  • Clarity in my business 
  • Clarity about my personal life 
  • Relaxation 
  • Laughter 
  • Deeper connections with the person I love 
  • Made new lifelong friends in the cabin owners, Debra and Richard 
  • Puppy snuggles 
Ashley Price snuggling the dog, Bhakti
Debra, the owner of The Barn at Bhakti Manor, and I

Above: Debra, the amazing cabin owner. She is a rockstar and when you stay at The Barn at Bhakti Manor, be sure to give her a call. She has the best brunch suggestions and is just generally the warmest, friendliest woman I’ve met.

Left: Snuggling Bhakti. I have to get in puppy snuggles everywhere I go. I was really missing my pooches. Good thing the Barn at Bhakti Manor is dog-friendly. Leo & Lola will be joining next time! 

The need to unplug was exactly what I needed because I came back from my trip refreshed and excited to tackle projects. I promise if you step away from your business, your business will still be there. The leads will still be coming in. The world won’t stop turning. Things will be okay. If anything, they’ll be drastically better. I promise. 

Stepping away can make all the difference. Going away for a weekend gave me a chance to miss the kids. Get clear on my business. Connect with the hubs as a couple and not just a couple of parents. Disconnecting did wonders for all of my personal relationships. 

I stopped burnout in its tracks and that’s something we can all use. With so many millennials reporting the feeling of burnout, we need to step away. Being constantly connected has left us exhausted, stressed and overworked. We spend so much time comparing ourselves to others because of how connected we all are. 

Unplugging gave me space to exist in my world without the jealousy lens on. I could free think about all the things without pressure to see what everyone else was doing and working on. Way too often we’re looking at the digital space and living life through images, videos and what others and saying/doing when life is happening right in front of you if you pause and unplug. 

Take some time and unplug this weekend. I promise it’ll do a world of good for you. 

 

French toast at the cafe, yonder cafe
waterfall at the barn at Bhakti manor
Glenn and Ashley at the barn at Bhakti manor

We had this incredible breakfast at a local farm to table restaurant, Yonder Cafe. P.S. I have a super cute sticker from them on my laptop now.

This super cute waterfall at The Barn at Bhakti Manor. It was so peaceful and beautiful in the morning before we left. 

Snuggling with the hubs, Glenn Price, on the porch at The Barn at Bhakti Manor. So thankful for a life that allows us to get away sometimes. 

If you’re headed to the Mountains of North Carolina, I cannot recommend the Barn at Bhakti Manor enough! You can check them out here.  Be sure to tell them Ashley sent you 🙂 Also, I dropped their social media below!