Gods timing is always perfect

My alarm went off at 5:30 a.m. It was the only time I had to myself—alone, before the kids woke up and I had to struggle through our homeschool day, playing the roles of teacher, referee, and punching bag. I rubbed my eyes and snuggled into my sister-in-law’s big, comfy couch with a cup of warm coffee. I tried to force myself to feel happy, but it wasn’t coming. Instead, I just felt heavy.

We were six weeks into moving our family far from home, leaving behind our security, community, church, and history in Santa Barbara to follow God’s call. It felt like the only good thing going for us was being close to extended family and having a plethora of soda and coffee shops to choose from. Heck, yeah.

My mind raced chaotically… Why did we move? Will God provide for us? Fernando has applied to countless jobs, why isn’t this working? Should I put the kids in public school and go find work too? Why does this feel so hard? Is Fernando going to be okay as he weans off his medication? I’m so tired.

I journaled my prayers through tear-blurred eyes when I clearly heard these words:
“YOU ARE NOT PROVIDER.”

The weight I had been carrying had become unbearable. It wasn’t just about finances. It was the past two years of walking with Fernando through his cancer journey. It was the shattering of my perfect life bubble and the real fear of losing my husband. I could have been left to figure out finances for myself and our three kids… alone.

And I internalized it all. The fear, the responsibility, the need for independence. I told myself I was the only one I could count on.

I hadn’t realized the burden I was carrying until I could no longer hold it. When I heard His words so clearly, it was like a rebuke. I had been holding on to something that wasn’t mine to carry. I was white-knuckling our future, trying to control everything out of fear.

So I let go. I prayed: God, I trust you with my family. I trust You as our Provider. Even at my best, I can’t give my family all they need—emotionally, physically, or spiritually. I can’t be everything, but You can. You are our daily bread. Everything we need, You provide right on time.

That afternoon, a check we had been waiting for weeks to arrive finally came.

This is just one of the many times God has provided for us on this journey. My journal is filled with stories of His “right on time” provision. It’s funny how easily we forget all the times He’s proven Himself. He has a perfect track record in my life, and He will continue to provide.

In Exodus 16:12, 19-20, God says:
“I have heard the Israelites’ complaints. Now tell them, ‘In the evening you will have meat to eat, and in the morning you will have all the bread you want. Then you will know that I am the Lord your God.’”
“Moses told them, ‘Do not keep any of it until morning.’ But some of them didn’t listen and kept some of it until morning. By then, it was full of maggots and had a terrible smell.”

God had just led the Israelites out of slavery. They had witnessed His hand in countless miracles, yet here they were, doubting Him. Afraid. God heard them and answered with a promise of daily provision—bread in the morning and meat in the evening. He promised to provide for them each day.

But they were still afraid, and those who doubted tried to ration His provision. It didn’t work.

God wanted them to know that He was the Lord their God. He was the Provider. He was the One they could turn to for every need.

Walking in faith is not easy. It requires complete trust in a God we can’t see. But the payoff—when that daily bread comes and we’re reassured that the Creator of all things is also our Father and the One in charge—is everything.

Your life is not unfolding by chance. It is carefully orchestrated by your Creator, who knows every detail of your journey. Just because you can’t see tomorrow doesn’t mean it isn’t already written.

Trust that your daily bread will come, right when you need it—because He is the Provider, and His timing is perfect.

Pastor Faith Morales