God, I Feel Late to My Own Life

Scripture

“Lord, my times are in your hands.”
Psalms 31: 15

Devotional

There are days when it feels like everyone else got a schedule for their life and you somehow missed the meeting.

They have the marriage, the house, the savings, the settled career. You have half finished degrees, a business that is still trying to stand up, a body that has been through it, and a heart that feels tired. You look at your own life and think, “I am late to everything that matters.”

If that is you, I want you to hear this clearly. You are not an accident running behind. Your times are in God’s hands. That includes the years that feel wasted, the seasons where you chose chaos, and the quiet days that seem like nothing is moving at all.

God is not pacing the floor in heaven saying, “She is ruining my plan with her delays.” He already knew every detour you would take. When he promised to restore the years that were eaten, he did not say “except the years she wasted herself.” He simply said he would restore.

Feeling late often comes from comparison. We measure our progress against someone else’s timeline and decide we are failing. God does not grade you against your cousin, your friend, or the woman on Instagram. He looks at you as his daughter, in your story, with your battles and your calling.

Here is the truth. You may be late to some things in your own plan. You are not late to God’s purpose. Nothing about your age, your past, or your current restart scares him. He can redeem time in ways you cannot imagine. He can compress growth into a season. He can open doors that look completely closed. Your job is not to rewrite the past. Your job is to walk with him in the present.

Today, instead of telling God you ruined everything, try bringing him the exact place where you feel late. Lay it in his hands and ask him to show you how he sees your timeline. You might be surprised at how gentle he is with you.

Prayer

Lord, I admit it. I feel late to my own life. I see where I could have been by now and it hurts. I give you my regret, my comparison, and my fear that I missed my chance. Remind me that my times are in your hands. Show me where you are still writing my story. Help me trust that you can redeem my years, even the ones I wasted. Give me courage to take the next right step today instead of living stuck in yesterday. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Journal prompt

Where in your life do you feel “late”? Write it down honestly. Then beside each one, write this sentence:

“God, meet me in this place, even if I do not understand it yet.”