I was thinking this morning... This morning, I glanced at the calendar and immediately froze. 19th July. For a few seconds, I just stared at the date because this date has quietly occupied a special place in my heart for the last 22 years. Many people only saw me in my glory days. Very few knew the long road that led to it.
Almost ten years after completing my Master's degree, I was still searching for the breakthrough I believed God had promised me. I worked as a contract staff, changed employers, changed jobs, and even changed cities in pursuit of something better. There was movement, but no certainty.
I attended interview after interview. Some ended with promises that never materialised. Others ended in complete silence. I prayed. I fasted. I served God faithfully. I believed that if I did everything right, my glory season would surely come quickly. Instead, the only thing that seemed to increase was my anxiety.
At some point, it honestly felt as though heaven had gone quiet concerning my matter. People I expected to help couldn't. Situations refused to cooperate. Every closed door made the next one look even heavier. Then life became even more demanding. I got married in 2001. A year later, God blessed us with our first child. Suddenly, waiting was no longer just about me. Every passing month made the need for stability even more urgent.
And then... something changed.
Almost overnight, doors that had remained firmly shut began to open. People who knew me started calling. Even those who had never met me somehow became channels of favour. Opportunities appeared from unexpected places. It was as though invisible hands had gone ahead of me, rearranging circumstances in my favour. The same prayers that seemed unanswered for years suddenly started producing results one after another.
Then came 19th July.
Twenty-two years ago today, I walked into the opportunity I had dreamt about for years. What looked like delay was actually divine preparation. What I interpreted as silence was God working behind the scenes. What I called stagnation was simply heaven waiting for the right moment.
Over the years, I have come to understand something about God that changed the way I view life. God is not only a Promise Keeper. He is also the Timekeeper.
Many things in life are not determined solely by intelligence, hard work, ambition or even sincere desire. Timing is one of God's greatest instruments. Before the appointed time, every effort may appear fruitless. Doors remain closed. Relationships fail to connect. Opportunities slip away.
But once heaven announces that your season has arrived, everything begins to align. The same people who ignored you become your advocates. The same opportunities that looked impossible suddenly become accessible. The same doors that resisted you begin to open effortlessly.
The difference was never your worth.
It was the timing.
Never conclude that God has forgotten you simply because your calendar looks different from someone else's. Your responsibility is faithfulness and preparation. God's responsibility is timing. And when His time comes, what took years of waiting can happen in moments. Like we say in Warri, when your market day never reach, even person wey wan buy go waka pass. But once your day break, na buyers go dey look for you. Ecclesiastes 3:11 (NIV) says, "He has made everything beautiful in its time."
Stay hopeful. God's got our back.
Happy Sunday!
......Just the thoughts of a certain Wey Mey
