The Mercy of God: A Journey of Faith

As a teenager, I watched my mom every Sunday go to church, kneeling in prayer for what felt like an eternity—15 to 20 minutes of silence, sometimes with tears in her eyes. She wasn’t overly religious, but her devotion was clear. I never truly understood what she was praying about. There was no way I could grasp it then, standing on the outside of her quiet moments with God. It wasn’t until years later, in 2022, that I found myself in a position to truly understand.

At that time, I was on the edge, overwhelmed by things I couldn't fix or control. I had always prayed, sure, but my prayers felt more like habits, something I did just for the sake of doing them. It wasn’t until that moment, sitting in my car, broken and desperate, that I cried out to God with a humble heart. I begged Him for help with all my soul, tears streaming down my face. And after that prayer, something shifted. I felt a peace settle over me—a calm that I hadn’t known in ages.

It took a few days, but I began to see how things were changing. The news I received

about my situation brought me relief. In awe, I realized that God had answered my desperate plea. Looking back now, I see how God’s hand had been guiding me all along, even through times I didn’t recognize it. In 2010, I went through a deep depression. But unlike 2022, I didn’t pray with sincerity. Maybe if I had, I would have found peace sooner. Now, I see how my mom’s prayers all those years had been covering me and my brother, keeping us safe in ways I couldn’t have known. Her silent conversations with God were, in fact, acts of love that saved us over and over again.

And then there was the sign. When I was going through my struggles in 2022, I kept seeing the same car sticker over and over again:

Isaiah 60:22 says, “When the time is right, I the Lord, will make it happen.”

That message stuck with me, repeating itself every time I felt lost. It reminded me that God’s timing is perfect, and I could rest in that knowledge. For the first time, I fully surrendered control to Him. All my life, I had tried to hold on too tightly to things I didn’t understand, thinking I could handle them on my own. But surrendering that control changed everything.

Now, I trust Him with my whole heart. The Lord has turned my life around, providing for me in ways I never imagined. Who am I to deserve such love? Yet, He continues to show me mercy, time and time again. This journey has taught me that God’s love is constant, even when we don’t feel it or when we try to do things our way.

My mom’s prayers, my surrender, and the signs along the way—they have all been part of God’s plan to show me His mercy. And that same mercy is available to all of us. The Lord loves you, just as He loves me, and when the time is right, He will make it happen. Sleep in peace tonight—God is in control.