In my last post, I wrote about seasons — why they change, and why that change is necessary. I closed by inviting you to bring the question to the Lord for yourself: What season am I in?

This morning, I asked Him the same question. The word I heard back was Preparation.

I've been sitting with that word ever since, and it has stirred something in me — because if I'm honest, waiting is not something I do well. I can be incredibly impatient, and my default is to start making plans in my own strength. I remember my mother often talking about having a "Plan B." Looking back, I don't think that mindset lines up with how we're called to trust the Lord. If there is a plan, our first move shouldn't be to build a backup — it should be to ask Him: What is Your plan? What is Your guidance in this?

A few nights ago I had a dream. I was in a car, hands on the steering wheel — but my late father was also driving. I asked him, "Who is driving, you or me?" As I sat with the dream afterward, I felt the Lord showing me that my earthly father was standing in for my Heavenly Father, and that the dream was a picture of how often I try to take the wheel instead of letting the Father lead. I've taken that dream to heart. I've repented of trying to steer things in my own hands, and I've asked the Lord again to lead me.

My husband and I are currently waiting on the Lord about a possible move on my part. We prayed and asked for green lights. This week, every light came back red. On top of that, I now need surgery, which will delay the plan even further.

So I kept pondering, and I asked AI to help me find some scriptures on preparation and waiting. One verse in particular resonated: Psalm 37:7 — "Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him…" The word that stood out to me was patiently. I realized that's exactly what I need — not just to wait, but to wait patiently, trusting His direction rather than my own timeline.

Waiting is frustrating. I won't pretend otherwise. My thoughts circle, I question, and I doubt — especially when my circumstances feel hard and I find myself asking, surely this isn't the plan?

A few months ago, a friend gave me a prophetic word. She said the answer is sometimes like chlorine in water — you can't see it, but suddenly the water is clear. In one moment, the breakthrough comes, and the clarity you needed arrives.

Why do we have to live like this? Why can't the clarity come sooner? I think it's because wisdom is acquired through experience — through trials and tribulations — and we ultimately learn it by waiting on Him. In my own experience, I've moved ahead in my own will and my own strength more than once, and it has never worked out well. I write about that in my book, Between the Breaking and Becoming. Did I learn from it? Absolutely. But learning a lesson and living it out are two different things, and I'm being tested on that again right now.

So I will continue to wait. I will continue to be still. And I will keep asking Him — not for a Plan B, but for His plan, on His timing.

A Question for You

Maybe you're in a season of preparation too — where the doors feel shut, the lights feel red, and the waiting feels heavier than you expected. Can I encourage you, the way I'm trying to encourage myself: don't reach for a Plan B. Ask Him for His plan. Ask Him what season you're in, and then ask Him for the patience to stay in it until He moves.

A Short Prayer

Lord, teach me to be still. Forgive me for the times I've taken the wheel and tried to steer in my own strength. I trust You with the red lights, the delays, and the surgery ahead. I trust You with the waiting. Give me patience like Psalm 37:7 calls me to — not passive, but trusting. Lead me, Father. I lay down the wheel. Amen.