When the Waiting Feels Like a Wall: How God Showed Up When I Let Go

In April, I was downsized.

And even though I knew my season was winding down, I wasn’t mentally prepared for it to end when it did. The shift felt sudden, and the uncertainty that followed was just as disorienting. But I told myself this was a chance — a fresh start to find where I truly belonged. So I dove headfirst into job applications, interviews, and networking meetings. I updated my resume. I followed all the right steps.

At first, the momentum was encouraging. A few interviews came in early. I told myself to stay hopeful.

I also did something else — something beautiful. I slowed down.

I walked daily. I cooked meals at home. I journaled. I finished writing my book. For about five weeks, I truly embraced what it felt like to live without a packed calendar. I filled up spiritually, mentally, and emotionally.

And then — nothing.

The calls stopped. The emails dried up. My inbox stayed silent.

What started as eager anticipation slowly gave way to a quiet fear. And like many do when Plan A starts to feel delayed, I reached for Plan B. I launched a consulting business. I filed the paperwork, built the website, and polished the elevator pitch. But if I’m honest? My heart wasn’t in it. I didn’t want to call all the shots. I just wanted to belong again. I wanted to pour into a workplace — to be part of something meaningful, not just build something alone.

All the while, I prayed.

And then came month two. That’s when the real silence hit. Not just from hiring managers, but spiritually too. The rejection emails started coming in — one after the other. And so did the whispers:

Maybe I’m too old. Maybe I’m overqualified. Maybe I missed my moment.

But something shifted in me. I stopped trying to control it.

I stopped applying altogether — because deep down, I already knew the company I wanted to work for. And instead of continuing the hustle, I leaned fully into surrender. For one whole week, I sat with God. I stopped the scrolling, the podcasts, the books, the noise. I simply listened.

Every day, I turned over my fear to Him. Every time doubt crept in, I handed it back. I praised Him for what He’d already done. And I thanked Him — even in the waiting — for all the blessings that were already mine.

And wouldn’t you know it?

By Friday of that same week, I got my first interview call in months. That same day, I saw a posting for the exact role at the exact company I’d been hoping for. I applied. I got a call that same day. It felt like they had been waiting for me.

Then Monday came, and so did another call — from a hiring manager I’d interviewed with months ago but hadn’t gotten the job. She said, “I’m expanding my team and I want you.”

In the span of two days, I went from nothing… to three active interview processes.

And God didn’t stop there.

Within the next week, a government agency reached out to schedule an on-site interview for a separate position. That brought the count to three different companies, four different roles — all in motion, at once.

And then came the breakthrough:Four job offers. In one day.

After 173 job applications,129 cover letters,52 rejection emails,and months of silence…

God gave me abundance.

The fruit showed up — all at once. Not because I forced it, or earned it, or chased it. But because I surrendered and trusted the God who never forgot about me.

“But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up on wings like eagles…”– Isaiah 40:31

Today, I’m thrilled to share that I’ve accepted a role with my choice employer — in a position that aligns with my heart, my calling, and my capacity to lead and serve well. I start next week.

To anyone in a season of waiting — know this:God does not waste your waiting.He is never late.He hears every whispered prayer.And when He moves? He does it with perfect timing.

Thank you, Lord, for your faithfulness — and for holding me steady while You prepared the place.