When I hear people use the phrase “fake it til you make it” I don’t think of the self-fulfilling prophecy or confidence building angle. Instead, I think of the damage that could occur from living a life in which you force your authentic self into a foreign mould.
There are no guidelines around what to fake, how long you have to fake it, or what to do when faking it doesn’t work.
Perhaps instead of faking it til we make it, we can faith it til He wills it. I know there’s a peace that comes from being where He wants you to be.
A song of ascents.
1 I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The Lord will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
8 the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.
Psalm 121 New International Version (NIV)