Waiting on God — Part 2 of 3
This is a personal reflection on waiting on God, surrender, and finding peace when answers don’t come right away.
Not too long ago, something happened that stirred something deep inside of me.
After hearing news from someone close to me, I felt it again—that question, that weight I had been carrying for so long.
And that night, I did something I hadn’t done in a long time.
I went before God… and I didn’t hold back.
The Night I Poured Everything Out
I got on my knees and I cried out.
Not a quiet, polished prayer—
but an honest one.
I asked questions.
I poured out everything I had been carrying.
I didn’t hold anything back.
And I asked Him to have mercy on me…
to remember me…
to grant me my request.
I don’t even know how long I was there.
But when I got up… something was different.
It felt like freedom.
It felt like everything I had been carrying had finally been released.
Just like Hannah in First Samuel—she didn’t pretend.
She didn’t hide her pain.
She poured out her soul.
And that night… I did the same.
The Peace That Came After
After the prayer, something happened that I didn’t expect.
Nothing in my situation had changed.
There was no visible answer.
But inside… something shifted.
There was peace.
Not something loud.
Not something I could fully explain.
But a quiet peace that settled in my heart.
A peace that reminded me of Philippians 4:7—
the peace of God that surpasses all understanding.
And it didn’t come because everything was fixed.
It came because I had finally released it.
The Dream and the Shift
Very early that morning, before my devotion, I had a dream.
It felt intense—like things were unstable, shifting, uncertain.
At first, I didn’t fully understand it.
But as I reflected, it felt like something was being removed…
like I was being taken out of what I used to carry
and brought into something new.
Even the moment where it felt like I was disappearing…
it didn’t feel like loss.
It felt like renewal.
Like the old was fading,
and God was making something new.
And I realized something:
The dream was reflecting what had been inside of me for so long—
the fear of uncertainty,
the pressure,
the weight of things not being settled.
But now… something was shifting.
And the peace I felt after prayer was confirming that change.
When God Answered Through His Word
Later that same morning, during my time with God, as I was praying,
I felt led to read Psalm 21.
And as I read it, something in me felt like God was answering me directly.
Not in a loud voice…
but through His Word.
It didn’t just bring comfort—
it brought assurance.
It felt like confirmation.
Like God was saying:
“I hear you.
I see you.
I have not forgotten you.”
And in that moment, I realized something deeply:
Even though I have been waiting for a long time…
God has never stopped listening.
He has never stopped carrying me,
protecting me,
providing for me,
and sustaining me.
A Deeper Understanding of Hannah’s Story
As I continued reading First Samuel, I noticed something I hadn’t seen before.
Hannah later said:
“I am the woman who stood here years ago praying to the Lord.”
Years ago.
That means her answer didn’t come immediately.
There was time between her prayer…
and the fulfillment.
And even before that moment,
there were already years of waiting.
Just like my journey.
Just like so many of us.
But what changed for her…
was not just the outcome.
It was what happened in her heart
when she surrendered.
Reflection
Have you reached a place where you know
you can’t carry it the same way anymore?
What is that thing you’ve been holding onto for so long?
Today, don’t try to fix it.
Don’t try to control it.
Just bring it to God… honestly.
Because sometimes the turning point is not when everything changes—
It’s when you finally release it.
Closing
Tomorrow, I’ll share what it looks like to keep walking in that peace…
even while the answers are still on the way.
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