I Needed a Faith Reset Too

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How rejection, identity, and God’s Word became part of the story behind Faith Reset Company™

At 50 years old, I realized I needed a reset.

Not a new career. Not another relationship. Not another accomplishment or title to prove that I was enough.

I needed God to reset me.

And if I’m going to tell you why Faith Reset Company exists, I have to introduce you to a little girl who desperately wanted to know that somebody loved her.

The Little Girl Who Just Wanted to Be Loved

My story with rejection began long before I even knew what the word rejection meant.

As a little girl, I was placed in foster care. I remember feeling sad, lonely and confused. I couldn’t understand why I wasn’t wanted, why I wasn’t loved, or why there wasn’t someone there to protect and care for me.

Life in foster care was painful. I experienced things no child should have to experience, and much of my childhood was spent simply trying to survive.

But something happened during those years that would eventually change my entire life.

I heard about a man named Jesus.

I was only four or five years old, and honestly, Jesus sounded almost like a superhero to me.

Here I was—a frightened little girl who didn’t feel protected by anybody—and someone was telling me that there was a God who loved me, cared about me and could hear me when I prayed.

I didn’t understand theology.

I didn’t know Scripture.

I didn’t know anything about identity in Christ.

I just wanted to believe that somebody loved me.

So I called on Jesus.

A New Home Didn’t Heal an Old Wound

Eventually, I was adopted, and I remember being so excited.

I thought everything was going to change.

In some ways, my circumstances did change. I had a bigger home. I had my own bedroom. I didn’t have to wear hand-me-down clothes anymore.

But the pain didn’t disappear.

I continued experiencing things that left me feeling unprotected, violated and afraid.

The house had changed, but the wound hadn’t.

And somewhere along the way, rejection started telling me who I was.

It told me:

You’re not valuable.

You’re not good enough.

You’re not really loved.

You have to perform to be accepted.

If you don’t do enough, people will leave.

And for a long time, I believed it.

Then Little Kym Became Grown Kym

The problem with lies we learn in childhood is that we don’t necessarily leave them there when we grow up.

Sometimes we carry them right into adulthood.

And I did.

I searched for love in the wrong places. I followed crowds I knew I shouldn’t follow. I drank. I partied. I stayed in relationships long after I should have left.

I struggled with boundaries.

I people-pleased.

I tolerated behavior that hurt me because sometimes being mistreated felt less frightening than being left.

And perhaps most painfully, because deep down I didn’t believe I was valuable, there were times when I treated myself like I wasn’t valuable.

I sabotaged myself while thinking I was protecting myself.

I loved God, but I was hurting.

I knew Jesus, but I didn’t really know Kym.

And those two things can exist at the same time.

I Loved God, but I Didn’t Know How Much He Loved Me

My relationship with God has existed for as long as I can remember.

I learned more about Scripture after I was adopted and continued going to church. But even faith became complicated for me because some of the people teaching me about God’s love were also connected to some of my deepest hurt.

For years, I struggled to reconcile those things.

There were times I believed God couldn’t possibly love someone like me.

I felt dirty.

I felt ashamed.

I thought I had sinned too much.

I wondered if eventually God would leave me too.

But He didn’t.

Jesus rescued me.

And yet, I’ve learned something else:

Being rescued doesn’t mean every wound heals overnight.

I’m still healing.

I’m still learning.

I’m still allowing God to uncover beliefs I’ve carried for years and replace them with His truth.

And that brings me to the reason we’re here.

I Needed a Faith Reset

Several years ago, an engagement ended, and I found myself taking a hard look at my life.

I was tired.

Tired of repeating patterns.

Tired of relationships ending the same way.

Tired of looking outside myself for something another human being was never designed to give me.

I went to therapy. I started doing the difficult work of looking honestly at myself. Eventually, that journey also led me to begin writing my book, Who Told You That?

And one question kept becoming more important:

How much of what I believe about myself actually came from God?

Because some things I had accepted as truth weren’t truth at all.

They were wounds talking.

They were rejection talking.

They were fear talking.

They were experiences talking.

And I needed to go back to the One who created me and ask:

God, who do YOU say I am?

Romans 12:2 tells us:

“Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.”

That’s what I needed.

Not another performance.

Not another person to validate me.

A renewed mind.

A reset.

I needed God to reset how I saw myself.

I needed Him to reset what I believed about love.

I needed Him to teach me how to forgive others—and myself.

I needed to truly believe that He loves me, accepts me and has forgiven me.

And at 50 years old, I needed to believe something else:

My story isn’t over.

I still have life to live.

I still have purpose.

And with or without a husband, a particular title, an accomplishment or anyone else’s approval, my identity belongs in Christ.

That realization became part of the heartbeat behind Faith Reset Company™.

Why Faith Reset Exists

Faith Reset isn’t something I created because I have everything figured out.

I needed a Faith Reset too.

And in many ways, I’m still living one.

I want to become the woman God created me to be—healthy, whole, happy, secure in Him and rooted deeply enough in His Word that another person’s rejection doesn’t make me question my worth.

I don’t want to perform for God’s love.

I want to live from the security of knowing I already have it.

And when my life is over, I want to know I did what God entrusted me to do.

I say it like this:

I want to leave it all on the floor.

Like a basketball player who finishes the game knowing she gave everything she had, I want to be emptied of purpose when God calls me home.

And part of that purpose, I believe, is helping somebody else get their reset sooner than I got mine.

I don’t want another little girl to carry a lie for 40 years before discovering it was never true.

I don’t want another little boy to believe what happened to him determines who he will become.

I don’t want the teenager, college student, mother, father—or the person lying awake at 2:00 in the morning wondering if there’s any hope left—to believe they’re too far gone.

There is hope.

And His name is Jesus.

If I Could Sit Beside Little Kym Today…

If 50-year-old Kym could sit beside that frightened four- or five-year-old little girl who was calling on a Jesus she had only recently heard about, I think I would pull her close and tell her:

Hold on.

You are valuable.

You are loved.

You are precious.

You are chosen.

What happened to you does not determine your worth.

I would tell her that the Jesus she’s praying to really does love her.

I would tell her that He’s not going to abandon her.

I’d tell her that one day she’s going to look in the mirror and smile because she and God have come a mighty long way.

I’d tell her:

You don’t have to live afraid forever.

Your spirit can learn to rest.

God is going to take things you thought would destroy you and use your testimony to help somebody else.

And little Kym…

we’re going to make it.

Not because we’re strong enough to do it alone.

But because the God we’re holding onto is holding onto us.

Maybe You Need a Faith Reset Too

Maybe your story looks nothing like mine.

Maybe rejection came through a parent.

A relationship.

A divorce.

A friendship.

Abandonment.

Church hurt.

A dream that didn’t happen.

Someone who didn’t choose you.

Or maybe you’ve spent years trying to prove you’re enough and you don’t even remember when you started.

Wherever your story began, I want to invite you on a journey with me.

We’re going to start with a 7-Day Faith Reset: Overcoming Rejection.

We’re going into Scripture and meeting people who knew what it was like to be abandoned, overlooked, unwanted, misunderstood and rejected.

And then we’re going to spend another seven days discovering something even more important:

our identity in Christ.

Because we’re not going to spend the rest of our lives asking:

“Why didn’t they choose me?”

We’re going to learn to live from the truth:

“I know Who chose me.”

Rejection → Healing → Identity.

Welcome to Faith Reset Company™.

I’m Kym.

I’m still healing.I’m still growing.I’m still resetting.

And if you are too, you’re welcome here.

Let’s go back to the Word together.