Day Fourteen

Verses For The Day

Matthew 1:18-24
This is how the birth of Jesus the Messiah came about: His mother Mary was pledged to be married to Joseph, but before they came together, she was found to be pregnant through the Holy Spirit. Because Joseph her husband was faithful to the law, and yet did not want to expose her to public disgrace, he had in mind to divorce her quietly. But after he had considered this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said, “Joseph son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary home as your wife, because what is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. She will give birth to a Son, and you are to give Him the name Jesus, because He will save His people from their sins.” All this took place to fulfil what the Lord had said through the prophet: “The virgin will conceive and give birth to a Son, and they will call Him Immanuel” (which means “God with us”). When Joseph woke up, he did what the angel of the Lord had commanded him and took Mary home as his wife.
Joseph stepped into the first Christmas - Jesus’ birth - with a heart full of questions. Nothing looked the way he imagined, yet Christmas became the season where God’s presence broke into his life in a way he never could have planned.

As I look at my own story this Christmas, I see traces of the same grace.

There was a long season when my life felt out of rhythm. It wasn’t matching the plan I wanted for my life. I waited for a relationship for years, praying for the day I would finally meet the person God had for me. In that waiting, I wrestled deeply with my mental health, with loneliness and with old wounds that kept resurfacing. Sometimes Christmas made that ache more noticeable. Surrounded by celebration, I felt the weight of my unanswered prayers.

But God was not absent in that season. He was working quietly, steadily, in ways I couldn’t yet see. He was strengthening me, healing places I didn’t know were still tender and shaping me into someone who could love and be loved with freedom.

And then, God answered.

He brought me my wife. After all the waiting, after all the nights I questioned whether He had heard me, He fulfilled what I had prayed for. Looking back, I can see how the waiting wasn’t wasted at all. It was preparation. It was transformation. It was God aligning my heart with His timing.

This Christmas, I carry gratitude that glows from a deeper place. I’m celebrating not just the birth of Jesus long ago, but the way His presence has been born into my own story, right in the unexpected chapters, right in the seasons that felt silent or unfinished.

Just like Joseph, who was asked to trust God with a situation that didn’t make sense at the time - taking Mary as his wife, stepping into a story he couldn’t have written - God calls us to trust Him in our own waiting. He is faithful to provide, to guide and to fulfil His promises in His perfect timing.

This Christmas, I want to challenge you: trust God in the waiting. Even when life seems uncertain, when your prayers feel delayed and your heart carries old hurt - remember Joseph. Remember how he obeyed God even when the path was unclear. God’s timing is always perfect and He is still at work in your story. Step forward in faith and watch God do what only He can do.
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