God is still working

God, when I feel weary, whisper that You are still working. There are days when I feel like I have nothing left to give. My heart feels stretched thin. My prayers feel repetitive. I keep showing up, keep believing, keep waiting, but the results seem invisible. The silence feels long, and I start to wonder if anything is moving at all.

In those moments, I need Your whisper.

Remind me that just because I cannot see progress does not mean You are absent. You are the God who works beneath the surface. While I am waiting, You are arranging. While I am resting, You are restoring. While I feel stuck, You are preparing what is next.

When I am worn out, teach me that rest is not failure. It is trust. You never asked me to carry every outcome. You never required me to force doors open. You only asked me to place it in Your hands. So I lay down the striving. I lay down the pressure to make everything happen. I lay down the fear that nothing is changing.

Whisper to my soul that You are still writing my story.

My exhaustion does not mean You have stepped away. Sometimes it is the very place where Your grace becomes the strongest. When my strength runs out, Yours does not. When my vision blurs, Yours remains clear. You are steady even when I am not.

You are healing things I cannot see. You are aligning circumstances I do not understand. You are protecting me from paths that would have broken me. Even in the quiet, You are moving.

So when I grow too tired to keep pushing, teach me to surrender instead. Remind me that You do not need my energy to finish what You started. You only ask for my trust.

Tonight, when my thoughts try to spiral, let Your voice be louder. When tomorrow feels heavy, let Your promise be stronger. And when I look back on this season, let me see that every delay, every detour, every weary prayer was part of something sacred You were building all along.

So when I feel weary, whisper it again.

I am still working.