I’ve been thinking about how often I find myself in a hurry.
A hurry to understand.
A hurry to heal.
A hurry to know what’s next.
A hurry to become the person I hope I’ll be.
And then I read through Scripture.
God doesn’t seem to be in a hurry.
He spends years preparing people for the very thing He promised them.
He works through seasons that look quiet.
He allows waiting that feels uncomfortable.
Not because He’s absent.
But because He’s never rushed what He intends to make lasting.
I wonder how much of my frustration comes from expecting God to work on my timeline instead of trusting His.
Because if I’m honest, I usually want answers more quickly than I want wisdom.
I want outcomes more quickly than I want transformation.
But God seems far more interested in forming hearts than shortening timelines.
And strangely…
there’s peace in that.
Not because I suddenly understand everything.
But because I’m slowly learning that God’s pace has never been a reflection of His love.
Only His wisdom.
“He has made everything beautiful in its time.”
— Ecclesiastes 3:11 (NIV)
Where I Found My Voice 
I love the growth I see in you as you continue to draw nigh to Him more and more each day! I see it in your understanding, in your patience, in your faith, hope, and love! I know how pleased He must be in His daughter and in His child’s little Mother. The endurance she has, the joyful heart she shares, the love of Him and His Word she embraces. Love this and love you both, dearly!!
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