Traffic Lights

Last night as I was pulling up to a traffic light, it shifted to red. For a moment, I felt that familiar sting of disappointment and the temptation to get discouraged. But just as quickly as the red light appeared, it turned green and my whole spirit lit up. In that instant, the Lord began to speak.

How often do we treat life like a traffic light, frustrated at the reds and rushing through the greens? We get so eager for what we think we want, need, or even deserve, that we forget: if it wasn’t ordained by God, it was never truly ours to begin with. His rhema word is not a blanket statement, not a one-size-fits-all pep talk. It is designed. Tailored. Ordained. His word is living, breathing, and written specifically for the moment and the person it was intended to reach.

And here’s the revelation: when it is ordained by God, the enemy cannot snuff it out. There is no force in hell that can undo what God has already written with His finger. There is no delay that can cancel His timing. And there is certainly no mistake in His plan.

We wrestle with timing as if God is bound by the clock. We wrestle with silence as if God forgot our address. But if the God of the universe cannot make a mistake, then why do we believe He somehow missed the mark with us, our lives, our families, our prayers? Why do we convince ourselves that He got everyone else right but must have overlooked us? That is not who He is.

If He set the light to red, it was not rejection, it was protection. If He turned it green, it was not coincidence, it was alignment. And if He allowed you to sit in yellow, waiting and watching, it was not wasted, it was preparation.

So breathe. Trust. Yield to the rhythm of His timing. You do not have to race against God. When He speaks, when He releases, when He ordains, it will flow. The light will shift. The path will clear. And you will know it was not by accident, but by divine orchestration.

There is no delay in heaven. And most importantly, there is no mistake.