Emboldened, we set about doing a crowdfunding campaign to raise awareness and/or funds for my husband’s business idea. We worked some incredibly long nights.
After years of believing God for the promises He’d spoken into our lives, we’d hit so many moments of “God, when? Really—WHEN?” A moment like that occurred one night as we were preparing for bed after our little one was sleeping softly in her bassinet. We were feeling frustrated with the cycle we seemed to be in of never quite getting to where we felt deep in our hearts that God was leading us.
In between building my business and creating a line of designs and products, I worked as a barista part-time and worked on various freelance projects. So in that sense, instead of potentially getting coffee for superiors that I worked under, I still was serving coffee but instead to strangers. Asking, “would you like whip cream with that?” seems an obligatory precursor job one has when pursuing creative work.
Over the next few years, my husband and I learned more and more about what it meant to be entrepreneurs. Things like “contract language,” “production cost,” and “brand metrics” were becoming common topics in our dinner conversation. Starting a business hadn’t necessarily been on our radar—or perhaps not until all other career mountains had been climbed and things were very secure financially; yet, we gained a heart for doing this thing we felt God was calling us to do.