I woke up one morning feeling like life had pressed pause on me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Same prayers. Same struggles. Same unanswered questions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I smiled in public, but inside I was tired\u2026
tired of waiting, tired of wondering, tired of asking God \u201chow long?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because from where I stood, it looked like nothing was changing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Doors were still closed.
Dreams still distant.
And silence\u2026 still loud.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And I started thinking, maybe God has forgotten my name.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maybe He heard me once and decided not to respond.
Maybe I\u2019m praying too late\u2026 or too little\u2026 or not enough.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But then life kept moving, even when I felt stuck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And in the middle of that silence, something deeper began to happen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not outside of me\u2026 but inside of me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because while I was waiting for God to change my situation,
God was changing me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He was teaching me how to stand when nothing makes sense.
How to trust when nothing is visible.
How to believe when feelings are failing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And I didn\u2019t notice it at first.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But I was becoming stronger in places I used to break.
Calmer in storms that used to shake me.
Steadier in seasons that used to destroy me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And slowly I realized\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maybe this is not punishment.
Maybe this is preparation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maybe the delay I complained about
was actually development in disguise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because God does not ignore His children.
He refines them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He doesn\u2019t just open doors, He prepares the one who walks through them.
He doesn\u2019t just give answers, He builds the faith to handle them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And so even in the waiting, even in the silence, even in the confusion\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I learned this truth: God is not absent in my struggle.
He is active in my transformation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And one day, when everything finally aligns,
I will look back at this season and understand\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He was not late.
He was not silent.
He was not distant.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He was working on me<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Powerful, emotional my love poem by walking shadow<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n