Not a Coincidence — God’s Perfect Timing

Have you ever noticed how certain moments line up too perfectly to explain?

Someone calls right when you’re about to break.

A door opens at the exact moment you finally stop begging for one.

A situation falls apart in a way that hurts — but somehow saves you at the same time.

And you pause, wondering,“Why now? Why me? Why like this?”

I used to call these things coincidences.

Or luck.

Or timing.

But lately, I feel God tugging at me, whispering,“No, daughter — that was Me.”

And maybe… maybe some part of you feels that too.

Because if we’re honest, most of us don’t fight the timing —we fight the surrender.

We fight the idea that life could be happening for us, not to us.

We wrestle with wanting control because control feels safer than trust.

And trust feels like falling backwards with our eyes closed.

But freedom — real freedom — requires releasing our grip.

For me, letting go has never been easy.

I come from generations of women who taught me:“Be independent. Need no one. Protect yourself first. If a man ever leaves you, make sure you can take care of yourself.”

They carried pain, abandonment, disappointment — and passed down survival.

And survival looks strong…but it can quietly convince you that everything depends on you.

Your timing.

Your effort.

Your manipulation.

Your strength.

Your plan.

So I grew up believing I had to force everything into place.

If I wanted it, I had to make it happen.

If I cared about someone, I had to hold on — even when God was trying to pull me away.

If there was something in my heart, I convinced myself it was mine to control.

And maybe you’ve been there too.

Maybe you’re still there.

Maybe you’ve been gripping something so tightly —a relationship, an outcome, a fear, a dream —that you can’t even hear God over the sound of your own panic.

But here’s the truth I’m finally learning:

You can’t receive what God has for you with closed fists.

Letting go feels like dying.

Like losing.

Like failure.

But sometimes — letting go is actually obedience.

It is God saying:“You’re delaying the blessing I’ve been trying to give you.”

And that’s when it hits you.

All the things you thought were falling apart, were really falling into place.

All the things you thought were punishment, were actually protection.

All the things you thought were random, were perfectly aligned in His timing.

Nothing has been a coincidence.

Not the people who left.

Not the decisions that backfired.

Not the prayers that weren’t answered the way you wanted.

Not the doors that slammed shut.

Not the detours.

Not the delays.

Not the disappointments.

Every single moment has been the gentle hands of a God who knew better than you.

Better than your plans.

Better than your fears.

Better than your timeline.

And now I want to ask you something —not as a writer, but as someone who’s learning this the hard way:

What are you gripping so tightly that God can’t move in your life?

What belief, what person, what plan, what fear have you elevated higher than His voice?

Where have you mistaken your survival instincts for His guidance?

Where have you confused control with faith?

Be honest.

Be raw.

Be courageous.

Because your breakthrough might start with that one answer.

Psalm 46:10 says,“Be still, and know that I am God.”

Still doesn’t mean “do nothing.”

Still means “stop fighting the wrong battles.”

Stop forcing doors God already closed.

Stop begging for things that broke you.

Stop running ahead of timing that was never meant to be rushed.

Still means…Let Me be God.

Let Me lead.

Let Me heal.

Let Me decide what is yours.

Let Me take care of what you’ve been trying so desperately to control.

And maybe — like me — you’ll start to realize that nothing in your life has ever been accidental.

Every coincidence was a breadcrumb.

Every delay was preparation.

Every heartbreak was redirection.

Every “no” was a better “yes” waiting for you up the road.

God hasn’t forgotten you.

He hasn’t punished you.

He hasn’t abandoned you.

He’s just been waiting for the moment you finally loosen your grip.

Because once you do —He can finally place in your hands what’s been yours all along.

With 'Uhane From Me to You,

'Uhane Hawai'i

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(John 5:30)

Backstory: I was on a plane, completely in my thoughts. I worried about if I was making the right decision, if there was a way to go back and alter the outcomes. I truly thought about how I could take control of the situation I was in. And in a moment of anxiety and urgency God spoke directly to me. He advised me to read the book of John, to really know and believe in the life of his son ,Jesus. This is how he brought me peace. How he truly fixed my eyes toward him.

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