Faith for the Overthinkers: When You Want God But Can’t Turn Off Your Brain

A short note from me :

If you’ve read my other writing, you’ve seen me speak boldly about faith, healing, and spiritual truths. But just because I’ve stood in strength doesn’t mean I don’t still wrestle in weakness. I’m not a preacher or a theologist— I’m a survivor, a seeker, and sometimes, more lately than not, a sobbing mess on the bathroom floor. This post is for the overthinkers like me. The ones who want God, but get stuck in their own head sometimes and struggle to reframe and refocus. (Thank God for His Grace!)

I want God.

I do.

But sometimes, I can’t find Him through the noise in my own head.

People tell me to be still… but stillness has always been difficult and sometimes makes me spiral.

They say, “Just pray”… but my prayers come out like tangled wires—half panic, half apology like it was written and rehearsed.

They say, “Meditate on the Word”… but my thoughts bounce like pinballs across every verse I read.

They say, “Just have faith”… but how do you quiet the storm when your own mind is the thunder?

It’s not that I don’t believe.

It’s that I think too hard.

Too fast.

Too deep.

And by the time I reach the end of a sentence, I’ve already deconstructed it nine ways and wondered if I’m doing it wrong.

Overthinking is exhausting.

Especially when it bleeds into your faith.

When I try to “listen for God,” I second-guess what I hear.

When I try to sit in silence, my brain screams louder.

When I try to read scripture, I overanalyze every word, chasing context, wondering if I’m applying it wrong.

And when I don’t feel anything spiritual happen—I assume I failed. Again.

That’s the truth no one talks about.

For some of us, it’s not that we don’t want God.

It’s that we can’t stop trying so hard to find Him that we miss Him in the process.

I’ve had to learn this the hard way:

Faith isn’t about getting it perfect.

It’s about showing up messy and letting God speak anyway.

He’s not intimidated by your loops.

He’s not disappointed by your spirals.

He’s not frustrated by the way your mind refuses to sit still.

He made you. And He meets you where you are at.

And He knew, even before you were born, that you’d be the kind of person who needs to ask every “why” before the “what now” ever lands.

So what do we do?

How do you seek God with a mind that overthinks everything?

Here’s what I’ve learned—and what I’m still learning:

1. Start with honesty, not silence.

If you can’t sit still, don’t force it.

Instead, say this:

God, I don’t know how to quiet my mind. But I want You more than I want answers. Can You meet me in the noise?

That is prayer.

That is meditation.

That’s where the connection starts.

2. Trade pressure for presence.

You don’t have to understand every verse.

You don’t have to pray the right way.

You don’t have to feel something spiritual every single time.

Sometimes, showing up is the victory.

Sometimes, God speaks in layers—not lightning bolts.

3. When you overthink, stop and ask: “Is this voice kind”?

If the voice in your head says:

“You’re doing it wrong.”

“You’re not spiritual enough.”

“You don’t hear God because you’re broken.”

That’s not Him.  That’s the enemy.

God’s voice may convict—but it never condemns.

It may challenge—but it never shames.

If it doesn’t sound like love—it isn’t the Lord.

4. Make it simple.

Not easier. Just… simpler.

One verse.

One question.

One quiet moment to ask:

“God, what do You want me to hear today?”

If nothing comes? That’s okay.

Sometimes the seed is still soaking in the soil.

Sometimes silence is sacred too.

Final Truth:

You are not broken because your brain is loud.

You are not less spiritual because you don’t connect like other people do.

You are not disqualified from intimacy with God because your mind asks more questions than your heart can answer.

You are His—even when your thoughts won’t let you rest.

And maybe… just maybe… He’s not asking you to silence your mind.

Maybe He’s asking you to bring it with you.

Exactly as it is.


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