Somehow by Sunday

Do you ever feel like you just can’t keep up with the demands of life?

At 22, I began playing piano for my church—back in the days of full choirs and David Clydesdale anthems. Those arrangements were massive—towering chord progressions, surprise key changes every few lines. Life was full: I was teaching, managing extracurriculars, pursuing a master’s degree. I rarely had time to practice. Thursday night rehearsals were rough. But somehow, by Sunday, my fingers found the right keys and music happened.

I’ll never forget the moment our worship pastor, a longtime friend, presented me with a mock award: “Somehow She Gets It by Sunday.” The choir burst out laughing. I had been found out—but also seen.

That moment has echoed through my life.

I’m a planner, an organizer, a high-capacity leader. But even with lists and structure, I often run out of calendar before the deadline. Writing has followed that pattern too. My next Bible study is launching this fall, but only recently did I complete writing it. Not because I didn’t care—but because life is full. Ministry is real. Co-leading a publishing house is all consuming.

Maybe you’ve been there too—feeling called to write, to speak, to lead, to serve, to create… but wondering if it’s the right time. If you even heard God right. If what you’re building matters.

Three years ago, I started studying the book of Nehemiah. I read it deeply, slowly—letting it read me. I took enough notes to write a commentary. Still, my direction felt all over the place. Was the focus prayer? Rebuilding? Leadership? I questioned everything.

Yet I kept going. Carving out time before the sun would rise. 

Each morning, I woke at 5 a.m., to spend time in the Word. Ironically, the three years in Nehemiah also in the Psalms to launch my quiet time, reading just a few verses a day. Day by day, page by page I began to write my study. Until one morning—just before finishing—I opened to Psalm 147 in my daily reading. I had yet to choose a Psalm to pair with the final week of study. But then I read the commentary’s opening line: This Psalm was sung in Nehemiah 12–13, during the dedication of the wall.

Goosebumps. Tears. That was the exact passage I was writing about.

Out of the 150 Psalms, God had aligned this moment with this message. A holy “Somehow by Sunday.”

You see, balance doesn’t always look like calm days and perfect rhythms. Sometimes it’s grit. Sometimes it’s grace. Sometimes it’s waking up to realize God’s hand has been guiding you all along—even when you felt lost.

This is my pattern—taking a simple obedience and building it big. What began with creating some content for a friend who owns a publishing house has grown into co-leading that same house where I continually create opportunities for others. I coach writers, walk with them through the process of crafting their message, and equip them with the tools they need to market their book and share it with the world. It’s beautiful. It’s exhausting. And yet, it’s so worth it.

Whether it’s writing a Bible study, planning a ministry event, or helping authors soar, I’ve learned that worship isn’t just the big moments—it’s the everyday yes. Showing up one place at a time to write or to serve even when you’re tired.

Paul said it best in Romans 12:1—“Offer your bodies as a living sacrifice… this is your true and proper worship.”

Sometimes you may wonder if what you’re writing—or doing—really matters… keep going. Stay in His Word. Let Him confirm what He’s already planted in you. Because He will.

You may fumble through the rehearsal. You may feel unqualified or overwhelmed. But stay faithful.

Because somehow by Sunday, the music will play and it will be glorious.

“being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.”  Philippians 1:6 (NIV)

Question: What has God called you to build in this season—even if it feels overwhelming or unfinished?  Where have you seen His faithfulness show up “somehow by Sunday” in your own journey?