He Was Faithful Then🌿

 "This I recall to my mind, therefore I have hope. The Lord's mercies are not consumed, because His compassions fail not."  Lamentations 3:21-22 (NKJV)

There are moments in life when God's instructions make no sense.

You have prayed, fasted, tithed faithfully, and poured every part of yourself into something He gave you - yet He says "Let it go."

I still remember the day He told me to close my school. It was not just a business to me, it was a vision.

The dream that had kept me awake at night, and one I had prayed for, cried over, and built from nothing.

From one child to nearly fifty, every classroom, every parent meeting, every child's laughter felt like living proof that God is faithful. I saw His hands in every brick, every uniform, every tiny miracle that made it possible.

So when the instruction came - "Close it." I was dumbfounded. Close it? A vision You gave me? After all the battles, the prayers, and the sacrifices?

I was bitter. I reminded God of His promises. How He rewards faithfulness, how His gifts are without repentance. I quoted Scriptures back to Him, tears streaming down my face, hoping He would change His mind.

But he didn't.

The word remained the same: "Close it"

And so, with trembling hands and a breaking heart, I obeyed. I closed the doors of what had once been my greatest testimony.

The days that followed were heavy. I would wake up and wonder who I was without my school. For years, it had been proof of God's favor; now, it was gone. I felt stripped, lost, and painfully human.

I had been faithful. In tithes, in ministry, in obedience. I fought battles few people knew about. There were nights I prayed till dawn, days I showed up smiling while my heart was bruised. And yet, it ended.

For months, I wrestled with quiet anger and confusion. I asked. "Lord, how could you give me something so beautiful only to ask for it back?"

What I Found in the Silence.

It took time and tears, but slowly, God began to show me what I could not see before.

• I was tired.  I did not even realize how mentally exhausted I had become. Physically, mentally, and emotionally, I was running on empty. The constant battles drained me. My strength had limits, even if my faith did not.

• I needed rest. God's instruction was not punishment; it was protection. He wanted me to rest before I broke. Sometimes, the most painful thing you can do is to stop, breathe, and let God carry you.

• That vision was for a season.  Not every divine assignment is forever. Some visions are meant to bloom for a while, touch lives, and then end when their purpose is complete. I did not understand that then.

• Something better was coming. At the time, I could not and did not want to see it. But now I realize that God was preparing a greater season for me. One that would bring about deeper peace, growth, and clarity.

• God was training me. The battles I fought in that school were not wasted. They have built endurance, sharpened my discernment, and toughened my faith. Like King David said, "HE trains my hands for war" 

• I learned to let go. Surrendering was something that I had to learn and fight to adapt into my life. I now know that true faith is not just trusting God to open doors, it is trusting Him when He closes them, too.

Now, when I look back, I do not see failure, I see mercy. 

Mercy that stopped me before exhaustion broke me. Mercy that invited me into rest when I would have kept striving. Mercy reminded me that the Giver is always greater than the gift.

Sometimes, we hold on so tightly to the thing God gave us that we forget to hold tightly to Him.

There are seasons when the present feels listless or grim. When all we see are closed doors, unfinished dreams, and silence that stretches too long. 

If we paused and remembered the miracles, the answered prayers, the ways God has come through before, something in us softens. Hope flickers again, because He was faithful then and He is still faithful now.

A Prayer for the One in the Middle.

Lord, thank You for every closed door that led me to Your peace.

When I can't understand Your ways, help me remember Your heart.

Teach me to recall Your faithfulness when my present feels uncertain.

Remind me that You are still the same, yesterday, today, and forever.

Give me the courage to let go when You ask, and the faith to believe that something greater is coming.

Amen.

Is there something God once asked you to release? Something that did not make sense at the time, but later revealed Hos mercy?

Write it down. Remember His faithfulness. He has not changed.💕

With love,

Margaret (Kaego).