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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