WRESTING WITH GIANTS WALKING WITH FAITH : MY AUGUST JOURNEY

 

Wrestling with Giants, Walking with Faith: My August Journey

August has been a month of wrestling—with doubts, fears, and uncertainties. I found myself at a crossroads: should I quit my current job and pursue my profession, or stay where I am until my family and finances are more secure? This question weighed on me daily. Yet in the middle of the struggle, I kept holding onto this truth: the giants I face are never greater than the God I serve.

Even while wrestling in my mind, God was at work in quiet and surprising ways. At the start of the month, YATTA held a meeting to plan our activities from August to December. It reminded me that God knows how to balance things out.

Most of our officers are in their busiest year of college, some are juggling work and studies. Then there’s me—I graduated earlier than the rest of my batch. At first, I questioned why God allowed that, but now I see: this year, He positioned me to take on more responsibility, to help lighten the load when others could not.

It feels intentional, almost like God arranged the timing so YATTA would continue to have strong leadership despite our different seasons. That realization gave me peace.

Another highlight was attending a workshop with Gabe, who guided us through improvisation techniques for writing and theater. What struck me most wasn’t only the art itself, but the spirit of the community.

Everyone—whether seasoned or new—entered with humility and openness. We were equals in that space, learning side by side, no hierarchy, no judgment. That atmosphere reminded me why I love the arts: it’s not about proving who’s better, but about creating a space for expression, connection, and freedom.

As August ended, I returned to Hebrews 11:1-3 (NJV):
“Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen…”

This verse became my anchor. Faith doesn’t mean having all the answers now—it means trusting that God is working in the unseen.

I admit, there were times I felt like nothing. I doubted my capacity to carry the weight of responsibility, to make the right choices, to live up to the trust placed on me. But even in my weakness, I kept moving forward. Not because I am strong, but because God is shaping me through the very giants I struggle with.

Looking back, August wasn’t just about wrestling—it was about learning how to walk in faith even when nothing seemed certain. The thesis of this month, if I were to write it in one line, is this: our giants are not meant to defeat us, but to reveal how strong our faith can become.

So I end this month grateful, humbled, and still learning. The struggle is real, but so is the grace. And if there’s one thing I carry into the months ahead, it’s this: God’s love is always larger than my fear.

Blessed be the Lord, for such a big love.