Tag: divine timing

Divine Plot Twist: God’s Way of Turning Things Around

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Yesterday was one of those days where everything felt like it was falling apart, and yet, somehow, I still heard the Holy Spirit whisper: “I’m not finished yet.” And I believe Him. I really do. Even if it feels like it’s too late in the natural. Even if it seems like the damage is done, and there’s no way forward. I know better. I know the glory of God.

But being honest? It looked impossible yesterday. I caught myself staring at a situation in my life that’s been spiraling for months—something I thought would work out by now, something I prayed over, cried about, trusted for—and nothing. Still broken. Still barren. Still… not what I imagined.

I felt that lump in my throat rise up again. That familiar whisper from the enemy: “It’s too late now.”
But God.


Romans 8:28 says, “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.”

All things. Not just the pretty parts. Not just the wins. But the mess, the shame, the silence, the heartbreak, the failures—even the things that feel too far gone.

Today, I’m choosing to confront this unbelief in my heart. I’m not pretending like I’m okay when I’m not. That’s not faith. That’s denial. And I’m done hiding my disappointments in the back of the closet, like God doesn’t already see them. He sees it all. And still, He chooses to redeem.

God, I believe You can turn this around. I believe it, even when I don’t feel it. I believe it, even when the timeline has passed and the doors seem shut. You are not bound by time, space, or circumstances. You step into the grave and call forth life. You still roll stones away.

John 11:40 says, “Did I not tell you that if you believe, you will see the glory of God?”

Sometimes I forget how much You love showing up when the situation looks dead. Like with Lazarus. Everyone else was weeping. Everyone else had given up. But You walked straight into that moment with resurrection power.

That’s who You are.

I’ve got a “Lazarus situation” in my life right now, Lord. It’s past the point of fixing, humanly speaking. But I believe You specialize in the impossible. And I’m not asking You to sprinkle fairy dust over my problems—I’m asking You to show Your glory in a way that only You can. Do what no therapy session, no paycheck, no person could ever do. Turn it around for Your glory.

Isaiah 43:19 says, “See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.”

If You can make rivers in the desert, You can make a miracle out of this.

There’s a fire in me today—not anger, but holy frustration. I’m not mad at You, God. I’m mad at the lies I’ve believed about You. Mad at how often I shrink Your power down to fit inside the limits of what I can see and understand. I’m done doing that. You are GOD. There is no one like You.

So here I am—heart wide open. If it takes me crying again, I’ll cry. If it takes me praying the same prayer again, I’ll pray it. If it takes waiting longer, I’ll wait. But I’m not giving up. Because You haven’t given up on me.

Genesis 50:20 says, “You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives.”

That part—“God intended it for good”—is ringing in my soul tonight. He can take what the enemy meant for evil and flip it. That means nothing is wasted. That means no pain is pointless. That means God can use even this.

Jesus, if this trial leads to a deeper testimony, I say yes. If this battle ends up blessing someone else down the road, I say yes. If this detour is really divine, I say yes.

But I ask, Lord—redeem it. Don’t just heal me—use me. Use my broken pieces to build something beautiful. Use my silence to create a louder song. Use this dark chapter to illuminate Your light.

Father, in the name of Jesus, I pray with full confidence: breathe life into what seems dead. Reverse what looks irreversible. Heal what feels hopeless. Shift what’s stuck. And give me the faith to stand, even while I wait.

Remind my soul that You are still moving. Even when the door closes. Even when the test comes back positive. Even when the person walks away. Even when it all looks like it’s over.

God, I trust You to turn it around. You’re not late. You’re strategic. You’re setting the stage. And I believe that when You move, it won’t just be good—it’ll be glorious.

So I’ll keep praising You now, in the middle. I’ll keep writing these prayers with tear-stained pages. I’ll keep holding on. Because I know who You are. And I know how You work.

What the enemy meant for harm—You’re going to use for GOOD.

So tonight, I rest in that truth. Not because I understand everything… but because I trust the One who does.

Amen.

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Making Sense of God’s Eternality

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I can’t stop thinking about how amazing it is that God already knows what I’m going to pray—even before I think the words. Like, He sees the prayers I don’t even speak out loud. The ones that just kind of hang in the quiet places of my heart. The messy, confused, tangled-up thoughts that never become words… He knows all of it. And even more than that, He knows what I could’ve said but didn’t.

I keep coming back to this verse:

“Before a word is on my tongue you, Lord, know it completely.” – Psalm 139:4 (NIV)

That just stuns me. God completely knows my words before I say them. Every hidden thought. Every half-formed sentence I never prayed because I didn’t feel bold enough or didn’t know how to say it right.

Prayer 1:


God, I’m so thankful You don’t require perfection in my prayers. You’re not waiting for polished speeches or eloquent phrases. You’re just waiting for me. Thank You for seeing me, even when I’m quiet.

Today, I caught myself in this weird in-between state—like I was on the edge of praying but didn’t know how. I was walking to work, headphones in, but my mind was somewhere else. I wasn’t even speaking out loud, but I was feeling this deep, unspoken longing. A mix of anxiety and hope, all twisted up. And I realized: that was a prayer. Maybe not in the traditional sense, but it was.

“And the Holy Spirit helps us in our weakness. For example, we don’t know what God wants us to pray for. But the Holy Spirit prays for us with groanings that cannot be expressed in words.” – Romans 8:26 (NLT)

Prayer 2:


Holy Spirit, thank You for praying on my behalf when I don’t even know what to ask for. I’m learning that even my groans, my silence, my sighs—you translate all of that into something beautiful before the Father.

Isn’t that wild? That God understands our groanings—even our confusion, our aching, our wordless cries? I think I’ve always felt this pressure to come to Him with a full prayer “ready.” Like, prepared. But I’m realizing He’s already leaning in. Already listening.

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And here’s the part that hit me the hardest tonight: not only does God hear my prayers before I speak them, He also knows how they’ll be answered. Like—He’s already there. In the moment when I’m crying out, in the waiting, and even in the outcome. He’s already standing in the future I can’t see.

“I make known the end from the beginning, from ancient times, what is still to come.” – Isaiah 46:10 (NIV)

That verse gives me so much peace. He sees the beginning and the end at once. He knows how I’ll respond when He says “yes,” or “not yet,” or even “no.” That’s so hard for me to process—because I barely know how I’ll feel tomorrow.

Prayer 3:


God, I trust that You are in all the places I haven’t reached yet. Help me surrender the need to control how I pray, what I ask, and how You’ll respond. I want to believe You’re writing a story that is better than my own plans.

I think about all the prayers I’ve never dared to pray—because I was afraid they’d go unanswered. Or worse, that I’d be disappointed. But the more I sit with this truth, the more I realize… He knows even those. The ones I bury, the ones I edit in my mind, the ones I rehearse and never say.

“Your Father knows what you need before you ask Him.” – Matthew 6:8 (ESV)

That verse is so comforting, but also a little humbling. God doesn’t need the prayer to know my heart. Yet He invites me to pray. Not because He’s uninformed, but because He’s relational.

Prayer 4:


Father, thank You for knowing what I need before I do. I don’t want to come to You just for answers—I want to come because You are the answer. Teach me to enjoy Your presence, not just Your provision.

Tonight, I’m wrestling with a decision I haven’t said out loud yet. It’s about whether I should take that opportunity to move. I haven’t talked to anyone about it seriously. I haven’t even really prayed about it out loud. But God knows. I know He knows. He sees the restless questions in my chest. The fears, the hopes. And it’s comforting—no, it’s freeing—to realize I don’t have to say the perfect prayer for Him to act in love.

“Even before they call, I will answer; while they are still speaking, I will hear.” – Isaiah 65:24 (NIV)

That’s the God I love. He’s already answering while I’m still forming the thought. He’s not waiting for me to perform. He’s just waiting for me to turn toward Him—even slightly.

Prayer 5:


Jesus, You are closer than my breath. You answer even when I don’t know the right words. I give You my silence, my fears, my thoughts—because I trust You can do more with them than I ever could.

So… here I am. Writing this down. Not because I have it all figured out, but because I want to remember. I want to remember this quiet confidence that’s starting to bloom in me. The truth that You already know. You already hear. You already care.

Even when I don’t pray the prayer out loud—You’re still listening.
Even when I hold it back—You still see it.
Even when I don’t know what to ask—You still answer in love.

And that changes everything.