Am I the only one glad not to be God? I’ve pronounced situations and people finished long before He has. I’m ready to walk away long before Him. This year has definitely grown my patience. I thought the virus would be miraculously gone by Pentecost. True story.

Yet, here we are.

Add division, unemployment, and an election year and all I can picture is Jesus, white robe and sandals, postured to sprint. Because He’s waiting on Dad to call it. Time to fulfill Revelation.

Yet, here we are.

Recently I had coffee with a dear friend and lamented my frustrations. There are some prayers in my journal that are 25 years old and unanswered. At least from my vantage point. I have promises I’ve received in my heart and believed. Yet some situations almost seem worse.

I told her everything I’m praying for looks dead and I’m tired. I want to give up already.

She has one of those beautiful, glowing faces that not only reveal the joy of the Lord, but exactly what’s on her mind. She had a twinkle in her eye as I said “dead.”

“What you just said gave me a picture. Did I tell you about my annuals?”

Nope, that wasn’t familiar. Where was this going?

She smiled. “On our deck I have a pot that I learned was full of dead annuals. They thrived last year but never came back. I was told they weren’t supposed to. I took the pot and got rid of the dead flowers and roots. All that was left was dirt.”

She then told me she had to send me the picture so I’d believe her. Because two weeks later, the same pot had blooming flowers. Although annuals don’t typically return, God decided to wow her by doing just that.

What she proclaimed dead was not.

That marriage that’s barely hanging on? God’s got the paddles ready to bring new life.

That addiction that owns you or someone you love? Don’t call that death just yet.

Her testimony really encouraged me. Although I accidentally deleted the picture, I saw it. That planter had flowers. There was LIFE in that pot.

I believe by the power of Jesus that we’re in a season now where we’re going to see these prayers unfold. They are answered in heaven, and now the fruit’s going to show up on earth. I wouldn’t be surprised if the most impossible situation transforms in the blink of an eye. If you think Jesus is limited to bringing flowers to life, find a Bible and start reading John. Mind blowing.

Heavenly Father, I lift up my brothers and sisters in Christ who are tired. Their prayers are decades old and everything looks dead. I ask in the name of Jesus that You show them Your care, power, and sovereignty. Take what looks dead and bring it to life. Marriages. Jobs. Relationships. Loved ones. Let families be transformed. Cities. Stations Nations. Equip us Lord to be healthy and helpful for those around us. May You get all the praise, glory, and honor in the mighty name of Jesus. Amen and Amen!