I Asked God for Peace and Was Given Patience 🌿

Sometimes, we pray for calm, for everything to fall into place, for life to feel easy. I asked God for peace, and instead, I was given patience.

Patience to sit in the waiting.
Patience to breathe through the chaos.
Patience to trust the timing of life, even when it doesn’t make sense.

It wasn’t the answer I expected, but it was the answer I needed. Because in the quiet moments of patience, I noticed the small blessings, the little victories, the beauty in life that often goes unseen when I’m rushing for peace.

Instead of wishing everything felt easy, try noticing one small thing today that went right.
Instead of focusing on what hasn’t happened yet, try taking a deep breath and enjoying the moment you’re in.
Instead of asking for life to slow down, try slowing your mind—ten quiet minutes, a warm drink, a short walk outside.

Patience taught me resilience. It taught me gratitude. It taught me that peace isn’t always found in circumstances, it’s cultivated in the way we hold ourselves through them.

So today, I choose to embrace patience. To let it soften the edges of worry and fear. To allow it to guide me gently toward a deeper, truer peace.

Because sometimes, the prayers we think aren’t answered are actually answered in the most profound ways.