Wait and Trust

Sometimes, the hardest thing to do is… nothing.

To sit still.

To breathe through the silence.

To stand at the edge of your dream, your hope, your prayer—and just wait.

But let me tell you something that might touch your heart, something you may have forgotten in the rush of this world:

There is beauty in waiting. There is strength in stillness. And there is a quiet courage in trusting that the universe is working—even when nothing seems to move.

We’ve all been there.

Waiting for a reply that never came.

Waiting for love to arrive.

Waiting for someone to truly see us.

Waiting for a door to open.

Waiting for a break, for justice, for healing, for peace.

And in those silent hours, days, and sometimes years, it’s easy to feel forgotten.

It's easy to believe that the silence means your story doesn't matter.

But oh, how wrong that thought is.

Let this truth sink into your soul:

Waiting is not punishment. It’s preparation.

It’s not about being stuck; it’s about being shaped.

You’re not being denied. You’re being refined.

Think of the seed in the soil—buried, hidden, unseen.

It looks lifeless.

But beneath the surface, it’s alive.

It’s becoming.

And when the time is right, when its roots are deep, when the season is ready, it doesn’t just grow—it breaks open.

Not because it’s broken…

But because it’s ready.

Isn’t that just like life?

Isn’t that just like you?

You may be in your waiting season right now.

It may feel like nothing is happening, like everything you’ve prayed for, worked for, cried for… is just paused.

But I promise you—something is happening.

Inside you.

Around you.

Beyond you.

Waiting is doing its work in you.

It teaches you to trust—not just in results, but in the process.

It deepens patience, softens pride, and stretches faith.

It teaches surrender. It teaches strength.

And maybe, just maybe, that is the lesson you needed before the miracle was allowed to arrive.

Let me remind you:

What’s meant for you will never miss you.

Not even if it’s late. Not even if it takes years. Not even if it looks impossible.

The strongest souls are not those who get there first.

They are the ones who endure the in-between.

They are the ones who whisper, through tears,

“I don’t know when, but I still believe it will happen.”

So if you are tired...

If your heart is weary…

If you feel like giving up—

Please don’t.

Don’t give up five minutes before your breakthrough.

Don’t stop believing just because nothing is moving.

Don’t walk away from your miracle because it’s taking longer than you expected.

You are not behind.

You are not lost.

You are not forgotten.

You are in your becoming.

And that is a sacred space to be in.

So keep holding on.

Keep believing.

Keep growing silently, deeply, beautifully.

Keep waiting—not with despair, but with expectation.

Wait with hope in your eyes and fire in your soul.

Because one day, without warning…

The silence will break.

The phone will ring.

The opportunity will arrive.

The love you longed for will find its way.

The healing will begin.

The door will finally open.

And when it does, you will look back at your waiting season—not with regret, but with gratitude.

Because you will see how it shaped you.

How it strengthened you.

How it prepared you.

You’ll realize that every second of stillness…

Every night you cried…

Every morning you forced yourself to keep going…

Was not wasted.

It was woven into your miracle.

So until that day comes—

WAIT.

Wait with faith.

Wait with purpose.

Wait not just for the outcome, but for the growth.

And remember:

Even when nothing seems to be happening, your story is still unfolding... beautifully.

Because sometimes, the most powerful step forward—

is the one where you simply stay still...

...and wait.