Waiting can feel heavier than the actual struggle. It’s the in-between that wears you out — the part where you’ve done everything you know to do, prayed, tried, shown up… and still nothing seems to be moving. No clear answer. No obvious shift. Just silence that feels longer than you expected.

But waiting is not the same as being forgotten. Just because you can’t see progress doesn’t mean God isn’t working beneath the surface. Roots grow in the dark. Foundations are built where no one applauds. Some of the most important changes in your life happen quietly, before anything looks different on the outside.

God,

I come to you in the in-between – where answers feel delayed and clarity feels distant. Where I’ve done what I can, shown up as best as I know how, and still feel like I’m waiting for something to move.

If this season is slower than I expected, help me not confuse waiting with being forgotten. Remind me that just because I can’t see progress yet doesn’t mean nothing is happening beneath the surface.

When impatience creeps in, quiet my spirit. When doubt starts asking if I missed my moment, steady my heart. Help me trust that timing is not punishment – it is protection.

Teach me to stay present instead of anxious. To keep tending to what’s in front of me while you prepare what’s ahead. Let me believe that what’s meant for me won’t require panic, forcing, or chasing.

And if waiting is part of the work right now, give me grace to stay soft here.

Amen.