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There are days when it feels like the world is moving faster than your heart can handle. You pray, you wait, and yet the answers seem to hide behind silence. I’ve been there — staring at the ceiling at midnight, whispering, “God, I’m tired. I don’t know how much longer I can do this.” But time and again, God has met me right there — not in the noise, not in the answers I demanded, but in the quiet strength that whispered, “Keep going.” That’s why I keep coming back to Isaiah

In a world of instant gratification, prayer often requires something increasingly rare – patience and persistence. When answers seem...