Mama,
For most of my life, I thought miracles were things that happened to other people.
They were stories shared during church testimonies, moments you read about in books, incredible accounts that seemed too extraordinary to happen in ordinary lives like mine. I believed God could perform miracles but wasnât sure He would perform one for me.
I am facing one of the most difficult seasons I have ever known. My finances were stretched beyond what I thought I could manage. Family challenges weighed heavily on my heart. And an opportunity I had been praying for suddenly disappeared without explanation.
I had prayed, trusted, stretched my faith & waited. Yet nothing seemed to be changing. For the first time in a long while, I felt myself losing hope. During that season, I received your midweek devotionals about trusting God in the waiting. You wrote about how Godâs silence is not His absence and how miracles often begin long before we can see them. Those words stayed with me.
A few weeks later, a door opened unexpectedly, a conversation led to an opportunity I hadnât considered, and the opportunity connected me to someone who offered help at exactly the right moment. Then another provision came; none of it happened the way I imagined or according to my timeline. Yet each piece fit together so perfectly that I couldnât ignore Godâs hand in it.
Thank you, Temi, for your prayers, words of encouragement, and the reminders you share through your writing. During a season when my hope felt fragile, God used them to help me keep believing. And because I did, I was able to witness a miracle I never saw coming.
With gratitude,
A Reader Living in Hope đ€