Some seasons feel slow. You are not sprinting. You are not soaring. You are just… showing up. And maybe that does not feel like much.
But let me remind you: even a slow pace is progress when you are walking with God.
Faith is not about speed—it is about direction. If your heart is still turning toward Him, if your hands still open in prayer, if your eyes still search His Word… then you are moving. You are growing. You are becoming.
The enemy will try to convince you that slow means stuck. That delay means defeat. But heaven measures faithfulness, not flash. Movement, not momentum.
So if all you did today was whisper a prayer…
If all you managed was one verse…
If all you could offer was a tired, “Here I am, Lord”…
That is enough. And it still counts.
Your slow steps still lead forward. Keep going.