Trust the Process
Trust the Timing Storytime Let me take you back a little ways, baby. I remember sitting at the kitchen table late one night, bills spread out in front of me, tears falling faster than the pen in my hand. Rent was due, the car was acting up, and the job I had my hopes on still hadn’t called me back. I felt like life was passing me by and I was always behind. I whispered to God, “Why do I have to wait so long?”Weeks later, I found out that job I was crying over had let go half of its workers. If I’d gotten that “yes,” I would’ve been back at square one anyway. The delay saved me. Instead, the right job came along months later—one that carried me for years and allowed me to take care of my family in ways I couldn’t have imagined. What I thought was a setback was really a setup.And it didn’t stop there. There were friendships I thought I lost, relationships I wanted to work out, doors that closed in my face... and yet every single time, something better showed up. I didn’t understand it while I was waiting, but looking back, I can see it clear as day: I wasn’t denied, I was being aligned.Baby, waiting isn’t easy. I won’t lie to you. But every season has its purpose. The tree don’t bloom in winter, but the roots? They’re still growing strong. Sometimes the timing is quiet because you’re being rooted. Sometimes it’s delayed because you’re being prepared. Trust that. Trust Him. Trust yourself.
