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When Your Dream Feels Dead: What Exodus 14 Teaches Us About Dead Ends

August 14, 2026•7 min read

There is a particular kind of quiet that comes when a dream stops.

It is not the loud grief of something being taken from you. It is quieter than that. You keep walking the path you believed you were meant to be on... and then there is simply nowhere left to put your feet.

If you are standing there this morning, friend, I am not going to hurry you past it.

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When your dream feels dead, it rarely feels like a phase

People will use words like "season" and "chapter", and I understand why. But when you are actually in it, a dead end does not feel like a phase. It feels like the end of the sentence. Full stop.

Let me be specific, because vague comfort has never helped anybody.

It is the email you were so brave to send, and the silence that came back. It is the money that will not stretch, however many times you go over the figures. It is the door that closed the very week you finally decided. Not the week you were doubting. The week you got brave.

For some of you it is a body that will not do what it used to, and a dream you built in your head that quietly assumed a body you no longer have.

And for some of you it is a person. The one who was meant to be beside you for this, who is not.

Underneath all of it sits the same question, and it is the question nobody says out loud in church. Did I get this wrong? Was following God the mistake?

I want you to know that the Bible has a whole chapter about people asking exactly that.

"The LORD is close to the brokenhearted." Psalm 34:18 (NLT)

Not close when you have processed it well. Close now.

Somebody chose the campsite

In Exodus 14, the Israelites have just walked out of 400 years of slavery. They are free. They are singing.

And then they look up, and there is a sea in front of them they cannot cross, and behind them a dust cloud, because Pharaoh has changed his mind and is coming with 600 chariots. Desert on both sides. Not a difficult road. No road.

They turn on Moses and accuse him of bringing them out to die. Which is panic talking, but underneath the panic is that same question. Did we get this wrong?

Now go back a few verses, to before the trap. Exodus 14:2. God speaks to Moses and tells him exactly where to camp. He names the place.

Read that again, slowly.

They did not take a wrong turn. God gave them the co-ordinates of the dead end. And He explains why: Pharaoh will look at where they are camped and assume they are confused and trapped.

The trap was the plan.

So here is what I want to hand you. Some dead ends are just life. Some are the enemy. And some have God's fingerprints all over the campsite.

You may be standing somewhere that looks like a catastrophe... and it may be an address He gave you.

"The LORD himself will fight for you. Just stay calm." Exodus 14:14 (NLT)

I spent 34 years as a speech and language therapist, much of it with people relearning to speak after a stroke. And I noticed something that has never left me. The dead end almost never came at the beginning. It came around week 12, when the fast progress stopped and the graph went flat.

That was the moment people gave up. And it was very often the moment they were closest.

Only people who are actually on the road ever reach the end of it. A dead end is not a beginner's problem. It is proof that you moved.

What to do when your dream feels dead and you cannot see a way through

I am not going to give you 5 things. Here is one, and you can do it today.

Take a page. Any page. This is the Spirit-Led Sketch Method, and you do not need to be able to draw.

Pray. Lord, show me the wall I have been arguing with. Not the one I talk about. The one I actually lie awake about.

Ask. Did You bring me here? Ask it plainly, then stay quiet for longer than is comfortable. That is where answers tend to live.

Doodle. Paint your wall. Grey, brown, scribbled, ugly, it does not matter. Then, on the same page, paint a gate you cannot see yet.

You are not predicting the future. You are practising the belief that there is one.

Reflect. Write one small next step at the bottom. "Ring the surgery." "Open the spreadsheet." "Say no to the thing on Tuesday."

"For I am about to do something new." Isaiah 43:19 (NLT)

Present tense. About to. Not one day.

The room with 3 people in it

Let me tell you about a wall of mine.

I once built a training membership for speech and language therapists. I knew that material inside out. I had 34 years behind me, and I built the thing properly.

3 people joined.

Not 3 hundred. 3. And I did not say that number out loud to many people, because when you have spent decades being the specialist in the room, 3 is a humiliating number to have to admit to.

I taught those 3 women as though there were 300 of them. Then I closed it. And for a long stretch afterwards I could not tell whether I was between 2 chapters or simply at the end of the book.

Here is what I know now. Every skill I use in this ministry, I learned in that room of 3. How to teach online. How to hold a group of women who do not know each other yet. And I could never have learned it in front of a crowd, because I would have been far too frightened to get anything wrong.

I thought God had let me waste 2 years. He had shut the door so I could learn without anybody watching.

A dead end and a training ground look identical from the inside. That is the whole thing.

The wall was never the end of the path. It was the last thing before the door.

One gentle next step

If something in this has landed, I have made you a free companion workbook called Dream in Colour. It walks you gently through 8 weeks of exactly this, with pages and prompts you can do with a pencil and a cup of tea, including the wall and the gate.

You can pick it up here, and it costs you nothing: https://creativesoulspace.com/dream

Stay calm, friend. He is fighting for you.

Bev x

The door that is still open

The doors to Creative Sanctuary are closed right now. But if something in this post has stirred something in you and you do not want to wait alone, you can try 3 of the workshops from inside the Sanctuary for just $9.

Creative Spaces is a small, gentle bundle of 3 creative workshops... each one a different way to slow your mind, hold your pen, and finally hear Him.

Think of it as a quiet sample of what is growing inside.

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And if you want the free companion workbook for this whole Created to Dream series, grab your Dream in Colour journal here:

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Whatever you are waiting for this morning... wait well. You are not forgotten.

Bev xšŸ“– The two books behind this series, if you would love to go deeper (affiliate links): Created to Dream by Rick Warren: https://amzn.to/4gfREC9 Dream Big by Bob Goff: https://amzn.to/44JOqjb

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Love & God bless from Bev


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Hi, I'm Bev

I’m Bev — a former speech therapist of 30+ years who spent her career helping others find their voice. Along the way, I discovered that creativity is one of the most powerful ways to find clarity, healing, and purpose with God.

What began as personal art journaling during seasons of grief and burnout has grown into a creative faith space where women reconnect with God, themselves, and what truly matters.

Hi there, I'm Bev Jessup


Bev was brought up in a Catholic home, where her parents instilled in her a deep faith and reverence for God. Growing up, she attended church regularly and participated in various religious activities. However, when she went to university, her world was turned upside down. Her friends started talking about having a personal relationship with Jesus, and Bev was confused. She had never heard of such a thing, and she didn't know what it meant.

Determined to find answers, Bev began to explore the Christian faith further. She read books, attended Bible studies, and talked to her friends about their experiences. Eventually, she came to understand what it meant to have a personal relationship with Jesus, and she made a commitment to follow Him.

This decision changed Bev's life forever. She experienced a sense of peace and purpose that she had never felt before. She began to see the world through a new lens, one that was filled with hope and joy.

As she continued to grow in her faith, Bev met her future husband at university, and they fell in love. They got married in 1992 and started a family. Bev and her husband have three adorable sons, whom they love and cherish.

Today, Bev and her family live on the Isle of Wight in the UK. She spends her days painting, journaling, spending time with family, walking, and traveling. But above all else, she continues to follow Jesus and share His love with those around her.

Bev's story is one of courage and determination. Despite the confusion and uncertainty she faced, she never gave up on her search for truth. And when she found it, she embraced it with all her heart. Her commitment to Jesus has transformed her life and the lives of those around her.


My mission is to empower women to embrace their creativity and use it as a tool for spiritual and personal growth. Through my work, I aim to inspire women to discover their true potential and overcome any challenges they may face on their journey.

A gentle space for women of faith to reconnect with God, hear His voice, and create from the heart.

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