Waiting for the right connections can feel lonely – but maybe it’s not loneliness. Maybe it’s alignment. A refining season, not a wasted one.
I’ve learned that when God allows silence or distance, it’s not always rejection. Sometimes, it’s protection – removing noise so we don’t settle for surface-level connections. He’s not withholding people to punish me. He’s pruning to prepare me.
In the meantime, I’m learning to set boundaries. Not walls. I’m not shutting people out – I’m just no longer overextending myself where there’s no fruit. Jesus loved everyone, but even he didn’t chase everyone. The shepherd chased the lost one, not the ninety-nine. They need no chasing.
I’m not becoming hard. I’m becoming wise. And through it all, I submit everything to God: the unmet needs, the confusion, the aching in the silence. I’m learning to trust that he sees where I’ve poured out, and he’ll redirect what was mishandled or ignored into something good.
I won’t stop loving. I am learning to love with discernment. I’ll give, but I’ll also guard. And I’ll wait – not aimlessly but anchored in grace – for the ones who walk with me, not just watch me, not anyone who scrolls past my messages without reading.
“The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.” (Exodus 14:14)
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