We tend to remember life by its highlights—graduations, new jobs, marriages, births, breakthroughs. Those major moments get the applause, the social media posts, the family group text explosions. But what about the seasons in between?
What about the long Tuesdays when nothing exciting is happening? The in-between job stretch. The single season that’s lasted longer than you anticipated. The healing that’s taking its sweet time. The waiting room moments that don’t get applause, but still demand your attention.
It’s in those spaces—those gaps—where God often does His deepest work.
I’ve come to realize that we grow the most when no one’s watching. It’s not the promotion that matures us; it’s the season of being overlooked. It’s not the platform that refines us; it’s the times we’re serving faithfully in the background. That space where we feel forgotten? That’s often where God is forming us.
He teaches us to listen in the silence. He teaches us to depend when resources are tight. He teaches us to trust when doors stay shut longer than we expected. And when we stop rushing through the gaps, we start seeing that the gap is the classroom.
Let’s be honest—it’s frustrating. We pray for the big thing, and God gives us a quiet stretch with no answers. We ask for a shift, and He tells us to sit still. But what if the stillness is the shift? What if He’s building the character we need to sustain the blessing we’re asking for?
I know what it feels like to be caught in the middle of “what was” and “what’s next.” It feels like walking in a hallway with no visible doors. But even in that hallway, God is speaking. Even when we don’t see movement, God is working on the inside.
I’ve had to remind myself: just because it’s not visible, doesn’t mean it’s not valuable. Growth in the gap is still growth.
So if you’re in a quiet season, don’t despise it. Don’t scroll past it. Don’t rush to the next. Ask God, “What are You teaching me here?” And be willing to lean in, even when it’s uncomfortable.
You’re not just waiting—you’re becoming.
And becoming takes time.
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