One of the hardest lessons I’ve had to learn is to trust God’s plan, especially when it doesn’t align with my timeline.

There have been moments when I was sure I knew what was best for me. I had the desire, the passion, and what felt like the right intentions. Yet God said no. Not once, not twice, but for three years. And if I’m being honest, that “no” was frustrating, confusing, and sometimes painful.

I wanted to move ahead. I wanted progress. I wanted answers.

But what I’ve come to understand is that sometimes God’s no is not rejection, it’s protection. Rushing ahead of myself would have meant hurting myself in the process. I know how waiting became a dread, but overtime it taught me to change my perspective, I was moved to wait with joy, to look at it in a way, that God knows I am not ready. Frankly it’s a human nature to rush ahead, to try to prove your nae-sayers wrong or just try to feel like maybe you are ready? Oh! Let’s be real? Waiting is hard, but let’s face it preparation requires a certain level of process. Without the process you have an incomplete experience with God who’s moulding you in his likeness.

Waiting didn’t make sense then. It felt like standing still while others were moving forward, like growing quietly in my own lane while the world rushed past. Yet God was doing something deeper in me. He was shaping my character, strengthening my faith, and teaching me to depend on Him rather than my own understanding.

Alongside my mentor, who developed, journeyed and supported me throughout my season of waiting, I learnt what it truly meant to trust God in the waiting. Without her godly counsel and wisdom, I honestly don’t believe I would have learned to embrace my delayed season the way I did. God used her guidance to steady my heart, remind me of his promises and helped me see that waiting wasn’t wasted it was purposeful.

Eventually, after three years, God said yes.

And when He did, it still didn’t make sense, at least not at first. The timing felt unexpected. The path didn’t look how I imagined. But step by step, He revealed why the wait mattered. Why the delay was necessary. Why trusting Him was worth every tear, every prayer, and every moment of surrender.

The Bible says that God makes everything beautiful in His perfect time, and I’ve seen that truth unfold in my own life. What He planned for me didn’t disappear during the waiting, it was being prepared. And so was I.

This journey has taught me that growth doesn’t always look loud or fast. Sometimes it looks like obedience. Sometimes it looks like patience. Sometimes it looks like trusting God even when His plan doesn’t make sense yet.

What God has planned for me will come to pass. Not because I rush ahead, but because I walk alongside Him. In my lane. In His timing. With faith that His way is always better than my own.

And now I know, waiting on God is never wasted.

All I can say is, I Raise my Hallelujah!

Carolyne x