Deborah was the kind of woman who believed in showing up, early, faithful, and expectant.
But lately, even showing up felt heavy.
She had been waiting, for a job, for love, for a change.
And the longer she waited, the quieter God seemed.
She watched others move forward while she stood still.
“Maybe I’m not favored enough,” she thought.
But grace gently whispered, “You’re not forgotten. You’re being formed.”
You see, the wait isn’t punishment, it’s preparation.
God hides some blessings until your heart can hold them.
He delays some things not because you’re undeserving,
but because what’s ahead requires a stronger version of you.
One day, Deborah received an opportunity that made her forget the pain of waiting,
a door that didn’t just open but welcomed her with peace.
Then she realized: the wait wasn’t wasted.
Every delay had direction. Every silence had purpose.
So if you’re in that long waiting room of life,
don’t confuse silence for absence.
He hasn’t forgotten you, He’s perfecting what concerns you.
He’s still writing your story,
and when it unfolds, you’ll see,
it was worth every wait.
Temilade Alokan
Light Lamp
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