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You’re still listening to this. You’re still showing up. You’re still breathing and fighting and doing the next thing even when the next thing feels like climbing a mountain in shoes that don’t fit. And that tells me something about who you are that maybe you’ve forgotten.

You are someone who does not quit.

Now before you push back on that — before you start listing all the things you’ve walked away from or the moments you felt like you failed — let me stop you right there. Because there is a Christ-sized difference between quitting and resting. There is a Christ-sized difference between walking away from something that was never yours to carry and giving up on the calling that God stitched into your bones before you ever took your first breath. You know the difference. Deep down, past the noise and the fear and the fatigue, you know.

And that’s the thing you gotta know? That’s the thing I want to talk about today.

One more.

Not ten more. Not a hundred more. Not “figure out the rest of your life by Friday.” Just one more.

• One more step.
• One more conversation.
• One more prayer.
• One more try at the thing that makes your stomach flip because it matters that much to you.

Sometimes we get so caught up in the finish line that we forget the race is made up of single steps. We look at where we want to be, measure the distance, and collapse under the math of it all.

But what if you stopped measuring? What if, just for today, you gave yourself permission to only take one more step?

You know what Paul said to the church in Galatia — and honestly, I think he could’ve been sitting right here in this room saying it to you and me — “Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.” If we do not give up. Not if we sprint. Not if we perform. Not if we get it perfect. If we simply do not stop.

The K.I.S.S. ~ One more!

You are not behind. I don’t care what the timeline in your head says. I don’t care what her life looks like on the other side of your screen. I don’t care that you thought you’d be further along by now.

God is not checking His watch. He’s not tapping His foot. He is walking beside you and He is saying the same thing I’m saying — keep going. You’ve got one more in you.

And I know the voice in your head is loud right now. I know it’s telling you that you’re foolish for still trying. That the smart thing would be to play it safe. That everybody else figured it out faster and you must be missing something.

But can I tell you what I’ve learned about that voice? It only shows up when you’re close. It only gets loud when you’re about to walk into something that scares the enemy. Because if you weren’t a threat, nobody would bother trying to shut you down.

So let it be loud. And then take one more step anyway.

Here’s the thing about believing in yourself when you’re running on fumes. It’s not about feeling confident. It’s not about waking up with fire in your veins and certainty in your chest. Some days belief looks like dragging yourself to the edge of the bed and whispering, “Okay, God. I don’t see it. But You do. So I’m going to trust You with this one more.” That’s faith. That’s the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen — and sometimes the thing not seen is your own strength. But He sees it. He put it there.

You were not built to sit on the sidelines of your own life. You were not designed to watch everybody else step into their calling while you talk yourself out of yours. You were made for this — this messy, beautiful, frustrating, holy process of becoming. And becoming doesn’t happen in one giant leap. It happens in the one more.

One more conversation with your spouse where you choose honesty over walls.

One more morning where you open that journal and write what’s really on your heart.

One more moment where you tell fear it doesn’t get to drive today.

One more time you look in the mirror and say, “I believe in who God is making me.”

That’s where the breakthrough lives. Not in the dramatic movie moment. Not in the standing ovation. It lives in the quiet, ordinary, unsexy, everyday afternoon decision to try one more time. And then one more after that.

So wherever you are right now — whether you’re listening to this with tears streaming down your face or nodding along with your coffee getting cold — I want you to know something. I believe in you. Not because I think you’re perfect. Not because I think you won’t stumble. But because I’ve watched what God does with people who refuse to stop walking. He meets them. Every single time. He meets them right there in the one more.

And if no one else has said it to you today, let me be the one.

You’ve got this. Not because you’re strong enough on your own. But because the One who called you is faithful, and He finishes what He starts. Including you.

One more. You’ve got one more in you.

“Be present. Be incredible. Be YOU!!!“