Still In God's Hands Poem by Seth Naidoo

When the sky feels quiet
and the road looks long,
when prayers sound small
and waiting feels wrong...

He is near.

When doors stay closed
and answers delay,
when tears fall softly
at the end of the day...

He is still near.

God works in silence
like roots underground,
building your strength
where hope can't be found.

He plants unseen miracles
deep in your soul,
preparing your heart
before making you whole.

What you call "nothing"
is heaven in motion.
What you call "slow"
is divine devotion.

Not one tear wasted,
not one prayer unheard,
not one broken moment
escapes His Word.

So breathe in His promise,
stand firm in His grace.
Your future is safe
in the palm of His embrace.

Even in stillness,
even in storms,
even when life
doesn't take expected forms.

You are held.
You are seen.
You are guided above.

Still becoming.
Still growing.
Still deeply loved.