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  • Writer: Sarah Trent
    Sarah Trent
  • Jan 18, 2024
  • 1 min read

“Not yet.”

It doesn’t make you less.

“Not yet.”

It’s often painful. It catches in the back of your throat as you try to get it out when you’re asked the question that makes you cringe inside.

“Not yet.”

We wonder why in the world this is still our answer. Why can’t we smile brightly and finally say “YES?”

Instead, we fight back tears and answer again, “not yet.”

Are you in a relationship?

Not yet.

Are you married?

Not yet.

Do you have kids?

Not yet.

You haven’t given your child a sibling!?

Not yet.

You haven’t gotten a better job?

Not yet.

It stings.

But I know it was hard to be in Israel’s camp, as they marched around Jericho, day after day.

“Have the walls fallen?”

Not yet.

But they kept marching, even if it felt monotonous. Even if there was nagging doubt in the back of their mind. Even though Jericho mocked them.

They kept putting one foot in front of the other, in obedience. And, just as promised, the walls fell. They survived through their “not yets” and made it to the day that they could finally say “YES, THE WALLS FELL.”

Your walls will fall too.

You’ll see victory.

Just keep putting one foot in front of the other.

Don’t quit just because of the “not yets.”

Because one day, those will be stories of victory.

“Not yet.”

It’s pain and hope all mingled together.

And all seasons end.

It won’t always be “not yet.”

He who promised is faithful to fulfill🤍

Psalms 33:4

“For the word of the LORD is right; and all his works are done in truth.”

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