I looked everywhere for it—under the couch cushions, in the refrigerator, the mailbox, the car, the hamper, the garbage cans—but my wallet was most certainly MIA.
And so too were my debit card, driver’s license, Temple recommend, and Chugz punch card.
I prayed mightily that I’d find my wallet because I dreaded waiting in line forever at the DMV for a new license, plus I was only one punch away from a free Chugz drink.
When I prayed about it, I had this overwhelming feeling that it would turn up, but after a few days of searching and backtracking with no success, I started to doubt.
At the time we lived near the county fair grounds and people usually parked on our street when parking at the grounds was full. I figured my wallet must have fallen out of my bag on my way in or out of the house, and that perhaps some fair-going passerby noticed it in the driveway.
So despite the feeling of hope I’d received when I prayed, I accepted that it was stolen and took necessary action to notify my bank and so on.
A few more days went by, and then weeks, until three weeks later I received a letter from the police department.
Great news: Someone turned in my lost wallet!
I couldn’t believe it!
Waiting on this blessing that I originally felt God had promised me, and even giving up on it, taught me something grand about God and His goodness, and it is this:
God ALWAYS keeps His promises.
That’s hard to remember when you pray and plead for a certain blessing—a certain miracle—and heaven seems passive.
That’s hard to remember when your fragile emotions dim your eternal perspective.
That’s hard to remember when doubts cloud the answer you once received.
That’s hard to remember when God seems awfully generous toward everyone but you.
That’s hard to remember when you’re just so sick of waiting and waiting and waiting for a blessing you once felt God had promised you.
But this I have learned:
Delayed blessings are the best kind.
These are the kinds of blessings preceded by our personal growth, our refinement, the lessons we need in order to someday reach our potential. These are the kinds of blessings that will become the most cherished to us, the kind we will thank Father in Heaven for every day of our mortal lives and most definitely every day of our eternity.
If I had found my wallet right away, it wouldn’t have felt like such a miracle. I wouldn’t have appreciated the blessing nearly as much. The fact that I had to wait for it made it even more profound, and it made me vastly more grateful. I wouldn’t be here now writing about it and proclaiming that I KNOW God hears us and cares about our happiness even more than we do.
It would have merely been an experience appreciated in the moment but now long forgotten.
But because I did have to wait for it and because God did come through for me, I can declare yet again that God ALWAYS keeps His promises.
That knowledge encourages me to keep hoping and praying for the same miracle I’ve been praying for for years now. Trust me—it’s much more important to my life and my happiness than a missing wallet, and I’ve waited much longer than three weeks for it.
So to anyone out there waiting on a miracle, wait with faith.
If you’re single and you long to find your person, keep trying.
If you are heartbroken because of infertility, don’t lose hope.
If you’ve spent three decades praying for your spouse to come back to church, don’t stop.
If you’re pleading for your financial crisis to end, keep pleading.
If you’re wondering what you’re supposed to learn from your illness, keep trusting.
If you want to believe this Gospel is true, but the confirmation hasn’t come yet, keep embracing it with all your heart.
Remember what Elder Jeffrey R. Holland proclaimed, “Some blessings come soon, some come late, and some don’t come until heaven; but for those who embrace the gospel of Jesus Christ, they come.”
That blessing I’m currently praying for feels out of reach right now, but I don’t plan to stop asking. Just because it hasn’t happened yet does not mean heaven has not intervened. The Lord has provided many tender mercies, reminders, and little bonus blessings along the way. I’ve been blessed with hope, patience, a renewed sense of faith and perseverance, more trust in Him, more compassion for others, and I know that one day when the miracle for which I plead comes I will fall to my knees, overwhelmed with joy and gratitude. The waiting will be worth it.
And until then, Christ will empathize with me. He won’t downplay the longings of my heart simply because He knows that one day my righteous desires will come to pass.
So don’t give up! If you’ll just give God a chance, He’ll fulfill your every righteous dream.