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March Madness - Day 25

Trust GOD's Timing!

One of the things I can count on my dad for is a good Saturday morning conversation.

I was in the kitchen stirring up some breakfast when he asked how my job was going.

I told him that I know I'm right where I  belong. Among other things, I'm finally able to understand why some doors were closed to me over the past two years.

See, I had been applying for jobs that I know God called me to.

The problem is that I was not called to the positions during the seasons in which I was applying.

I was moving ahead of the game.

But that is not how God's timing works.

God will not move us into our destiny until He's ready.

Ironically, Prophetic Destiny was the topic of today's sermon at Higher Dimension. Yet, another layer of confirmation that I'm in God's will. (In case you missed the connection....yesterday's conversation was confirmed today.)

This is what Isaiah 55:9 is all about.

God said, “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.”

Only God knows the complete plan for our lives.

Our job is not to try to create our destiny. Instead, our job is to move as God tells us to move.

Although we may not always understand the delays that we experience, we must remember that God fulfills ALL of his promises.

In due time, we will reap of we faint not.

Will you trust the process and allow God to work in your life on His timing?

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