Friday Prayer: The Weight of Waiting

Father, you are the God who makes all things beautiful in their time. You hold every season, every delay, every "not yet" in your perfect hands. Even in this restless hour, you are still the God who sees the end from the beginning.

I've been so impatient today, drumming my fingers against your timing, frustrated when your answers don't match my schedule. My faith feels small when the waiting stretches long. Thank you for the ways you've been working even in the silence. For growth I couldn't see, for protection I didn't know I needed, for every time you've made me wait that saved me from settling for less than your best.

I need patience for the dreams that haven't come to pass, strength for the prayers still waiting for answers. Help me trust your timing even when I can't understand it. Tonight, I choose to rest in your sovereignty, believing that your delays are not denials. Your timing is perfect, and I am safe in the waiting.