When the Time Is Right
I have held onto this promise since 2014, I remember writing it down.
Back then, I didn’t know how long “the right time” would take.
I only knew I had asked. A quiet prayer spoken in faith, carried through ordinary days, and tucked away in the corners of my heart where only God could fully see it.
At times, I wondered if the prayer had faded into the background of my life, replaced by new priorities and new seasons.
But it hadn’t.
It was still there—alive in a quiet way, shaping my patience, shaping my faith, shaping me.
Then 2025 came, promise unfolded.
It became something greater than the request itself. It became a testimony of timing, faith, and grace that carried me through years I now understand were never wasted. His faithfulness behind it.
Not rushed. Not forced. But fulfilled—exactly as it was meant to be; even more beautiful.
God did it. He made it happen—far beyond anything I could have ever imagined.
And these memories will remain in my heart forever.
