I Heard God Speak to Me at My Work Desk. This Is What Happened Next.

I wasn’t in a chapel. I wasn’t on my knees in a quiet room with worship music playing softly in the background.

I was sitting at my work desk on my lunch break, staring at my laptop, when I heard God say something that changed everything.

But I’m getting ahead of myself.

The Life That Looked Fine

A little over a year ago, my life looked okay from the outside.

We had a home. The kids were fed. Things were functioning. And if you’d asked me how I was doing, I probably would have said fine… because fine is what you say when the real answer is too complicated to fit into a passing conversation.

The real answer was this: I was homeschooling my kids in the morning, dropping them at their grandparents, and then heading to work. Coming home exhausted. Coming home guilty. Coming home so empty that by the time dinner was done and the littles were in bed, I had nothing left for anyone… including God.

We hadn’t had real Bible time in weeks. Not the kind that matters, where you actually sit together and open the Word and talk about it. My kids weren’t themselves. I wasn’t myself. Everything felt rushed and forced and completely at odds with what I believed motherhood was supposed to look like.

So I prayed. The kind of praying you do when you’re desperate and you’ve run out of other options. God, show me where I’m going wrong. Show me a way out. If motherhood is my ministry, why am I not home?

The Answer I Wasn’t Expecting

I didn’t hear an audible voice. But I felt something… clear and quiet and completely unmistakable.

“Why aren’t you home? You have the tools to be home. You have the tools to remain home.”

I turned it over in my mind for days. What tools? I was a mum of six. I homeschooled. I made Bible resources for my own children the way some people just… do things. Naturally. Without thinking. I’d been doing it for thirty years — sitting down with a blank page and creating something that would help my kids connect with God. It had never once occurred to me that it was a skill. That it was something other people might need. That it could become anything more than something I did for my own family at my own kitchen table.

Then one afternoon I was sitting at my work desk and I opened my personal laptop on my lunch break. No Bible beside me. No AI. No reference materials. Just thirty years of muscle memory and a blank Canva page.

In thirty minutes, I had created two kids’ Bible activity packs from scratch.

When I closed the laptop I sat very still for a moment.

And then I cried.

Not because it was perfect… it wasn’t. Not because I had a plan…I didn’t. But because I realised, sitting there at that desk in that office, that I had been carrying a gift for so long that I had completely stopped seeing it as one. I had been using it so quietly, so privately, so automatically, that it had become invisible to me.

God hadn’t said go find something you’re good at. He’d said you already have the tools. Past tense. Already there. Already in my hands.

That night I searched how to build a website and sell digital products. And here we are.

What I Want You to Take From This

I’m not sharing this story because I think everyone should quit their job and start an online business. That’s not the point, and it’s not the right path for everyone.

I’m sharing it because of what it taught me — and because I think some of you are sitting with the same quiet frustration I was sitting with, and you might need to hear this.

You are probably carrying something you’ve stopped seeing. The things we do naturally, consistently, without fanfare… those are often the very things God has been growing in us for a long time. The fact that it feels easy to you doesn’t mean it’s easy. It means you’ve been faithful with it. There’s a difference.

God’s direction often comes as confirmation, not instruction. He didn’t tell me to go become something I wasn’t. He pointed at what I was already doing and said that. That’s worth paying attention to. If you’ve been praying for direction, it might be worth asking whether the answer is already in your hands — in something you’ve been doing so long it’s become invisible.

The gap between where you are and where you want to be is often smaller than it looks. The day I sat down and made those packs, I wasn’t a business owner. I had no website, no audience, no plan. I had a laptop, a skill I’d undervalued, and a word from God. That was enough to start.

Why This Matters to You

Digital She Wrote exists because of that lunch break. Because of that prayer. Because of a gift I’d been carrying around for three decades without realising what it was.

But it also exists because I know I’m not the only one. There are women sitting exactly where I was sitting — tired, faithful, stretched thin, quietly wondering whether the life they’re praying for is actually possible. Whether God hears them. Whether anything is going to shift.

I want this to be the space that tells you: it can shift. It does shift. And you might already be holding the very thing that changes it.

This is an honest place. I won’t dress it up or make it sound more miraculous than it was. But I will keep telling the truth about what faith, motherhood, and building something from home actually looks like, because I think that’s worth more than a highlight reel.

I’m glad you’re here.

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Written by Tabitha | Digital She Wrote — honest conversations for the Christian woman doing it all.