Just dropping by this evening to remind you that: Even when it feels quiet, God is still working. I've had moments sitting in the quiet, wondering if God was listening. Moments when I prayed the same prayer over and over - you know the ones where you begin by apologizing and vowing that it was the last time you are praying concerning that issue. Moments when my heart grew weary, under the weight of the wait. In those moments, the whispers of fear and uncertainty were so loud that I almost fell for the lie that God has forgotten me. Moments when I've waited for an answer, and questioned why the path ahead still felt so uncertain. Sometimes even choosing to "bribe" God to hasten the answer. I know you relate - God I'm fasting 21 days dry so you can speak faster. Maybe you’ve been there too — carrying a burden that no one else sees, holding onto hope while silently asking, “God, are You still working?” Over time, I’ve learned that God’s silence is not the same as His...