You Are Not Forgotten: A Prayer of Encouragement for the One in Their Season of Waiting
God Has Not Abandoned You Just Because You’re Waiting for Him to Fulfill His Promises to You
Sometimes, one of the hardest responses to hear from Yahuah is, “Not yet.” Maybe it’s just me but it’s one of those things that makes me want to set myself on fire. 😩 He’ll download this awesome idea to you, or show you this dream that gives you the answer to your prayers, or that even causes you to change careers completely! You’re all excited, you get to work and then you hit this… wall. This… time in your life where maybe right after He’s told you that He’s going to bless you and make your name great, your whole life falls apart. 😒
If this has happened to you recently, whether it’s suffering a job loss right after He gave you the green light to start that small business, or maybe it’s that you’re waiting to move but He hasn’t shown you where to go? Yeah. This is your waiting season. We talk about it a lot when it comes to romance, we call it the Esther Year and yadda yadda blah blah blahhhh. But let’s talk about how it isn’t always about what you’re going to do with yourself while waiting for your kingdom spouse, okay? Let’s talk about when you’ve had these prophetic words spoken over you that you’re going to do this and you’re going to do that, and you’re not seeing any of that manifest. All you’ve got is this aching question in your heart asking the Most High, “How long until that actually happens? Because I’m drowning. I feel like a failure. I don’t want to keep doing this! COME ON, LORD! When will I be done with the dead end job, the back stabbing coworkers, and the friends who aren’t returning my calls??”
You’re almost there. And as much as you probably wanna throw your phone, tablet, or whatever you’re reading this post on, it’s true. And I have the testimony to prove it. Because the season of waiting? It’s not because He’s changed His mind. I promise. It’s not because the prophets were liars (unless you were really dealing with a false prophet, and then that’s a whollleee other category 👀). No, it’s because the season is right around the corner, and it’s even bigger than what He told you. And better than you have imagined during the wait.
It’s time we talk about waiting on God, my friend, and what it really means when you feel like you’re at the end of your rope waiting on the promise to manifest.
Let’s go.
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The Season of Waiting Can Be BRUTAL & NOBODY Wants to Do It... But It's Soooo Worth It When You Come Out Stronger on the Other Side
I’m not gonna be long, because I’ve got this awesome prayer for you, to help you encourage yourself in this season down below. If you want to skip right to it? You can click here.
So listen: I know exactly where you are, and in my season of waiting for the Most High to actualize His promise to me? It was extremely painful. When I say that I didn’t expect that it was going to transpire the way that it did? When I realized that I was walking out a dream that I’d had 8 years ago (really: 8 whole years, honey) I started freaking out. I actually had a couple of panic attacks in the process because they were so traumatic, the events that began to happen. But as I reached the receiving end of what He’d told me was to come? I realized how blessed I was that I hadn’t given up and given in to doing things my way in the process of preparing me for the door I was walking through.
My mother died in the process, my friend. In the dream that I had, He’d shown me walking away from my mother and having to leave her behind as I walked into a beautiful season of my life. My mother had been talking about moving out of the country for a few years, so I’d begun to believe that would be our separation point and was so excited for her. I had all these ideas and fantasies I’d replayed over and over in my head about how I would be able to video call her and show her what God was doing… and that’s not how it happened. I didn’t expect that when He’d shown me taking His hand and walking into the New Thing He was doing in my life? That one of the reasons why He was holding my hand so warmly in that dream was because of how heartbroken I’d be while I continued moving towards the promise before me.
I’m not saying, girl, that when you receive the promises of the Most High in your life, the Way will be filled with tragedy. I am reminding you of one thing, though, that Yahusha HaMashiach promised us on our road to glory with Him.
“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”
John 16:33 NIV
In your waiting season, what you’re really doing is being strengthened by the Most High to be able to sustain the promise. It takes going through some stuff. Anyone who works out consistently knows that they didn’t have the six-pack abs day one. It took showing up again and again and again and puking a little and again and again and maybe taking a day off because you’re too sore but then again and again and again. It’s not rolling with the punches— it’s dodging the ones you’re warned about and taking the ones that land like a champ. There is no rolling. It’s called standing, that when you’ve done everything that you can do, followed every instruction that He’s given you, you just stand (Ephesians 6:13).
Which leads me to the point of my testimony: what you really hate about this season is that you truly have to trust God.
WHILE YOU'RE WAITING ON THE MOST HIGH TO FULFILL HIS PROMISE TO YOU, YOU WILL BE ATTACKED BY THE ENEMY— THERE'S NO GETTING AROUND IT
Let’s be real: you were so much more confident about things in the world because you had to do it all yourself. You knew what you were capable of and you knew how reliable or unreliable the people around you were. You had everything under control… except you were exhausted. You forget that part, that toiling part that’s required in HaSatan’s World. BUT IT FELT EMPOWERING! And it felt safe, because if you failed you, you could handle that. You didn’t have to worry about others hurting you in the process.
One of the lessons that I’ve learned in my most recent season of waiting is that the thing that was making it most unbearable to wait for the promise to come to pass was that I didn’t have real faith in God’s character. I thought that my issue was a spirit of unbelief, that I was struggling to believe that the Most High was going to actually do what He’d told me He was going to do for me because… I still had some lingering self esteem issues or something. Real talk. But I was impressed to find, when He had me go look up unbelief in the Strong’s Concordance, that the root word for unbelief is “apistia.” I was grading myself or comparing myself to the citizens of Nazareth.
And he did not many mighty works there because of their unbelief.
Matthew 13:58 KJV
Apistia means “want of faith, unbelief: shown in withholding belief in the divine power” or “unfaithfulness (disobedience):—unbelief” [1]. That wasn’t what was going on here. I knew that because in all the hours and hours and hours that the Most High had spent through my mourning period, He’d told me, “don’t worry” or “you’ve done everything I’ve asked you to.” When I flat out asked Him if I was being delayed by something I hadn’t done? He’d encourage me with those very words. I was being obedient. Regardless of what I was dealing with supernaturally, I still would do whatever He told me to, nervous wreck and all. This is why Samuel told Saul that obedience is better than sacrifice, because it’s your actions that show God what or who you’re reallllly trusting in (1 Samuel 15:22). No, I was in a distinctly different situation. I was doubting because of Satan’s mental drama he was assaulting me with in the wait.
28 “Lord, if it’s you,” Peter replied, “tell me to come to you on the water.”
29 “Come,” he said.
Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus.
30 But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!”
31 Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?”
Matthew 14:28-31 NIV
Doubt is not the same thing, honey, I was shocked to find out, lemme tell ya! The Greek word for doubt used here is “distazō,” and it literally means, “(mentally) to waver (in opinion):—doubt” [2]. Like Peter, I’ve seen the Most High do some unbelievable things! Anything’s possible with God, and as Peter saw Him walking on the water? That desire to be a part of that miraculousness? I understand that deeply, insanely intensely. But… you see, like Peter? I didn’t doubt that the Most High had the power to do what He promised me. That’s why this wasn’t unbelief. I knew that God has the ability, I didn’t lack faith in His “divine power.” No, I was wavering in my faith in whether He would for me.
And that’s when it hit me.
Well, two things hit me.
I realized that I was grateful. All of a sudden, after a week of just bawling my eyes out to the Lord when I was going through a birthday without my mother for the first time… I have this wave of intense peace roll over me. I was grateful, because my aunts and uncles had been absolute monsters during the period, I was dealing with witchcraft attacks from extended family who thought I’d wanna join their coven now that my mother was gone (yeah, this kind of stuff isn’t just in Disney movies, unfortunately), and though things were happening for me like He’d said? A part of me was exhausted because the last thing He’d promised me during this season hadn’t happened yet. And I was waiting. And I was being attacked relentlessly during the wait. And I had to fight back. For months. When I’d already waited 8 years (remember?) for this part of my life to happen.
But now I was grateful, because I’d realized that what I was walking into? I needed this thick skin for. God was allowing some of these demonic attacks to hit so that I didn’t get rusty, that I’d keep praying, and that most importantly? I’d continue to depend on Him. Don’t forget the Lord when you come into this promise, I remembered a prophet saying. And here I was needing to hear from Him just to get out of bed, I didn’t want to move until He said something to me.
But I was scared. I was allowing my mind to waver because… well, He showed me.
What happened to you, woman of God, that made you distrust people? That made you believe you could only rely on yourself, that you couldn’t trust people to come through for you? As much as I was mourning my mother, when I asked the Most High, “Why is it so hard for me to just trust you when you keep saying that you’re going to do this thing?” Guess what He showed me. Just guess. Take a wild guess?
My mother.
THERE ARE SPIRITUAL BONDAGES & MINDSETS THE MOST HIGH LOVES YOU TOO MUCH TO ALLOW YOU TO CARRY INTO YOUR PROMISED LAND
I am a child of divorced parents. Growing up, I knew that my father was unreliable. He’d make plans with me and promises to me that we were going to hang out and we would… but then a few weeks in he’d have some girl he was more into and I was in the way. The spirit of rejection? Yeah. I’ve been through it too. But my mother? Being the one who got sole custody in the divorce, I knew I could rely on my mother… until I couldn’t… but in weird ways.
At the time, I didn’t know they were demonic attacks. We actually began addressing it the year that she died. Because when I became a teenager, my mother would start doing this… thing. Where I would come to her and be like, “Hey, can I have $20 or something to go and do xyz with my friends next week?” And she’s agree. $20 bucks, no big deal. Whatever. But when the time would come to collect, my mother would say that she couldn’t do it and then she’d… she’d lash out on me. I’d be like, “But… you sai—” and she’d rip into me like… at a level that the occasion didn’t call for. So I’d just be like, “No big deal, I’ll tell them I can’t” and my friends and I we were really laid back so we would just chill anyway or someone would share with me, you know how kids are. Drinking out of each other’s straws, laying on each other and everyone sharing everyone’s snacks. We’d make due.
One day, however, I just so happened to come out of my room and see these papers on the arm of my mother’s chair. They were a loan. To one of my witchy aunts. It was for a lot of money. And I mean a lot of money. My mother had just ripped me a new one saying that she couldn’t afford to do xyz because of me when… in all actuality? It had nothing to do with me. She was supporting her baby sister’s lifestyle and taking her frustrations out on me.
But that’s not the weird part.
The weird part was when I realized that I got to a point where I just didn’t ask her for help if I didn’t have some life altering emergency. I’d do it myself. And there would be times that she would offer and when she did offer and I took her up on it? She’d do it again. She would tell me that she couldn’t do it and that she had someone that she needed to help. Usually a grown adult who was not her dependent and had a job and a house and a life of their own unlike me, her only minor child. I internalized allll of this.
She was telling me by her actions — or better yet, I was perceiving this “truth” in my own mind whenever she did this — that when it came to supporting me in something that I planned to do, I was never going to be as important as an older relative or friend she was going to make a commitment to after she’d already promised me I could rely on her. And how do I know it was after? Because she would tell me. “I know I told you this, but I just told so and so I would do this a few minutes ago…” or “Honey, I know I told you last Tuesday I was going to gift you this, but I just told so and so…” You get it.
It planted a seed. Chase isn’t valuable enough to keep your word or commitments to. If both of my parents would push me off for grown people that they were into, I began to internalize that and it became a mindset that took a foothold. That began to root. So when it came time for me to trust God? He’s going to go back on His word, I’d tell myself. Well, actually… that’s what Satan was telling me. He’s not actually going to do it, he’d slither out. He’s making you wait until the last minute so that He can embarrass you. He never had any intention of following through with his Word…
And then I’d cry myself to sleep because in a time of severe heartbreak? My mother’s gone? And I’ve got these demons in familiar faces trying to get ahold of me via family? If I couldn’t really rely on the Most High? I was done for! What was I gonna do! I was a goner for sure!
But it wasn’t true because… Satan. And that’s why I have this prayer for you.
DON'T ALLOW YOUR WAITING SEASON TO STRIP YOU OF YOUR CONFIDENCE IN GOD'S DESIRE TO BRING HIS PLANS FOR YOUR LIFE TO PASS
Now I don’t know what incidents happened in your life, woman of God, to make you doubt our Yahuah Elohim the way you do. I exposed myself in this testimony because… well, I had to. The Most High said, “Tell them this, it’s going to heal somebody in a mighty way.” Because the revelation that He showed me, when He showed me all those times I was blamed for decisions my parents made to go back on their word to me for other grown folks? It healed me in such a deep way I just… I cried, friend. Because in this season of waiting for the fullness of Yahuah’s promise to me (because I was still waiting on the BIG thing, remember?), I realized that HaSatan was attacking one of the very things that had caused me to be willing to drop everything and follow Him when I fully surrendered my WHOLE LIFE to the Most High in 2019— that Yahuah never lies to me.
He was attacking a strength in my most vulnerable season, the death of my mother. That very spirit that had been trying to get me to distrust adults in childhood? It’d peaked and hit its final form upon her death. The spirit of doubt hadn’t been trying to get me to doubt my parents, it had been planting a seed so that when the time came, I would doubt God. And when I could see the attack for what it was? That peace that surpasses all understanding? (Philippians 4:6-7) Yeah, it consumed me.
So this is for you. Below is a prayer similar to the one that I was lead to pray once I realized what was going on, what I’d really been fighting for the last few months. I hope that it can help strengthen your trust and your relationship with Yahuah as it did me.
Available to download in PDF or JPEG format, feel free to print it off and post it somewhere in your house if you need to have it somewhere you can see.
Until next time, my dear, dear friend. Much love. 🫶🏾
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REFERENCES
“Apistia, N. (2).” Blue Letter Bible, Thayer’s Greek Lexicon, Strong’s G570, https://www.blueletterbible.org/lexicon/g570/kjv/tr/0-1/. Accessed 18 August 2025.
“Distazō, V. (I.)” Blue Letter Bible, Thayer’s Greek Lexicon, Strong’s G1365, https://www.blueletterbible.org/lexicon/g1365/kjv/tr/0-1/. Accessed 18 August 2025.