Not every delay is denial. Some delays are protection.
There were doors I cried over.
Opportunities I begged God for.
Relationships I wanted to force open.
Every “no” felt like rejection
but now, looking back, I see they were shields.
I didn’t know that the job I wanted would have drained me.
I didn’t know that the person I prayed for would have broken me.
I didn’t know the path I wanted so badly would have led me into valleys I wasn’t ready for.
So God delayed me.
He slowed the process.
He interrupted my timeline.
Not to frustrate me
but to preserve me.
Delays are often the fences God puts around your destiny
so that nothing harmful can slip in unnoticed.
If only we saw what He sees,
we would thank Him more for the doors that never opened
than for the ones that did.
Temilade Alokan
Light Lamp
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