She has prayed.
She has believed.
She has cried quiet tears when no one was watching.
She has held on when everything in her wanted to let go.
Time after time, she’s faced disappointment, and still, she remained faithful. She’s whispered, “Lord, I trust You,” even when her heart was breaking. Even when her mind screamed, “I don’t understand.”

If this is you today, I want you to know, I see you. But more importantly, God sees you.
He’s never taken His eyes off you.

You’ve stayed when it felt easier to walk away.
You’ve kept going when you had every reason to quit.
You’ve prayed bold prayers and believed for impossible things, even when your circumstances looked the opposite of what you hoped for.

And just when you feel like giving up, He whispers again, “Not yet.”
Not yet — not because He’s forgotten you, but because He’s preparing you.
Not yet — because the dream inside you didn’t start with you, it started with Him.
Not yet — because the vision He placed in your spirit has a God-appointed time, and it will not fail.

I know you’re tired.
I know you’ve questioned yourself.
You see your own capability, your gifts, your potential, and yet, things seem to start and then fall flat. Over and over again. It makes you wonder if you've missed your moment. If you’re too late. If something in you failed.

You love your family, you do so much, but somewhere deep down, you quietly wonder if you’re failing as a mother… as a wife… as a woman. And yet, you also feel this ache that you were made for more.

And you’re not wrong.
Because you were.

There is greatness inside of you. Not the kind the world tries to measure, but a greatness rooted in Kingdom purpose. Planted by the Creator Himself.

Right now, God is calling you back.
Back to that sacred place where you’ve met Him before. That secret place where no title, no pressure, no expectation exists. Just you and Him.
That place of quiet intimacy, where He reminds you who you really are.

Every time you felt lost, dry, forgotten, He met you there, didn’t He?
And He’s waiting to meet you there again.

Beloved daughter… The dream is not dead.
It’s being woven behind the scenes, carefully, beautifully, with divine timing.

What feels like silence is not God’s absence, it’s His preparation.
What looks like a delay is His mercy keeping you in step with His pace.
His timing is always right.

And you... you carry something so precious... Authority.
The authority to rise again.
To step fully into what He spoke over your life before you ever took your first breath.

Don’t let the enemy convince you that it’s over.
Don’t let discouragement drown out the voice of the One who called you.
Get up. Dust off the dream.
Return to His feet.

Let Him breathe life into what looked lifeless.
Let Him remind you that He never forgets His promises, and He doesn’t forget His daughters either.

He is faithful to complete what He started.
He never wastes a tear.
Never wastes a waiting season.
And one day, maybe sooner than you think,  you’ll look back and say, “Now I see why it had to happen this way. It was never just about the dream. It was about me becoming the woman who could carry it.”