Obedience

Whoever is waiting on the other side of your obedience—you are loving them well, even now, unseen. You may not know their name. You may never see their face. But they are there, and they are worth every sacrifice.

Because somewhere in the future, someone will whisper a quiet “thank you,”

for the battle you’re fighting today.

For the quiet surrender.

For the unseen yes.

For the moments when your knees hit the floor and your soul cried out, “God, I trust You—even in this.”

Your obedience is not in vain.

The weight of your “yes” may feel heavy now,

but it is breaking chains you cannot see.

It is shifting atmospheres.

It is ushering in hope where darkness once reigned.

Today’s tears are holy water—

falling like rain over seeds of faith you’ve sown in trembling trust. And though the soil may look barren now, what you planted in pain will bloom in glory. God wastes nothing. Not a tear, not a sigh, not a sacrifice.

So say it again, even if your voice shakes:

“Yes, Lord. Even here. Even now. Even if.”

Because in the echo of that surrender,

Heaven moves.

And healing begins—not just for you, but for the one you’ll never meet,

whose breakthrough is waiting on the other side of your faithfulness.

Your “yes” is a lifeline in someone else’s storm.

Keep going—glory is coming.