Why does it sometimes take so long to see fruition?
Were they wasted years, did we miss the sign, did we settle too soon? Did God really lead us, or did we miss the destination?
Sometimes it's actually the small shift that changes everything, though we don't realize until later when we look back at everything and put the pieces together.
If you’re in the middle of a season that doesn’t make sense, wondering if you missed God’s direction, here’s a story and some perspective that will (hopefully) help you wait patiently as everything starts falling into place.
I had to pause through in the reading of this post because I did not want to cry in the recording and am still overwhelmed with how God moved, and is still moving, and how He puts things together. Enjoy. 🤍
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holding pattern
For several days in a row I woke up early, three hours before it was time to get up.
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