I’ve been wrestling with something lately.
As I’ve been growing in my relationship with God, a question keeps surfacing—one that doesn’t seem to have a simple answer: How do I integrate my faith with my work?
- How do I know I’m serving God when I have what most would consider a “corporate” job?
- How do I respond when I’m faced with situations that don’t align with my values?
- And what happens if the company I work for starts to feel… out of step with my faith?
These aren’t hypothetical questions for me. They’ve been sitting quietly in the background of my days—sometimes louder than others—nudging me to pay attention. And I recently encountered a situation that didn’t align with my values, and I had to determine how to navigate that.
Honestly, I don’t feel like I’m in a position to just walk away and start over…nor do I really want to. I’m in midlife, right? This is the stage where you’re supposed to have things figured out. Where you stay the course. Where you don’t make drastic career changes unless you absolutely have to.
So I’ve been asking myself—can I make this work?
For now, the answer is a hesitant yes.
But that “yes” comes with a lot of questions about what it actually looks like to live out my faith in an environment that may not necessarily reflect it in the future. An environment where I spend nearly a third of my weekdays—and if I’m being honest, plenty of time outside of work thinking about it too.
Time that I wish was spent more intentionally focused on God and fulfilling the purpose He has for me.
So I pray.
Almost daily, I ask for clarity. For wisdom. For discernment.
I ask God to show me if I’m where I’m supposed to be—or gently redirect me if I’m not.
And in the middle of that, I’ve been reading some of A. W. Tozer’s writings. Slowly. Sometimes rereading the same passages more than once. What’s struck me most is something that feels both incredibly simple and surprisingly hard to live out: our primary purpose isn’t tied to our job title, our productivity, or even the impact we think we’re making.
It’s to honor God.
To reflect His character.
To love others well.
To become more like Him.
I’m still in this tension.
Still asking the questions.
Still praying for clarity.
Still wondering what obedience looks like in a place that doesn’t always feel aligned.
But I’m beginning to see that maybe this isn’t something to solve as much as it is something to live.
To walk it out day by day.
To stay close to God in the middle of it.
To trust that He’ll make the next step clear when it needs to be.
Because honoring Him isn’t reserved for church, or quiet time, or the parts of life that feel obviously sacred.
Maybe it’s lived out right here—in the middle of meetings, decisions, and ordinary days.
And maybe that’s what faith at work really looks like.