It’s Not That Love Passed You By — It’s That The Universe Said Not Yet
It is not that love passed you by. It is not that you missed the moment your destiny was meant to crack into your life. It is not that everyone else was rewarded with something you yourself were dismissed from being able to experience. However, it can feel that way when you have a hopeful heart. It can feel that way when you have waited so long, you start questioning your soul’s capacity to hold the life you desire within itself. Especially when you have healed, when you have worked through your becoming, when you have kept your heart open despite what it has been through— and still, the love you are reaching for hasn’t materialized, hasn’t met you where you are.
Remember — timing is not something that is pass or fail. Just because something hasn’t happened yet does not mean that it never will. Sometimes, silence is God’s way of saying, “Not yet. Not because I’m withholding beauty, or goodness from you, but because I’m protecting what’s sacred in your life, but because I am aligning what you can’t yet see.”
You do not need to perform your way into the right love. You do not need to force clarity where there isn’t anything to tether it to. You do not need to try harder in order to be chosen by someone who simply is not ready. The kind of love that is meant to stay in your life will not ask for you to exhaust yourself trying to earn it. It will not confuse you. It will not rush you to abandon yourself in exchange for closeness. If it hasn’t arrived yet, that is because God is still shaping it. That is because God is growing the version of you that knows how to receive it without shrinking to fit inside it or losing yourself in the depth of it. If it hasn’t arrived yet, that is because God is still preparing the person who will honor it the way you always have.
It is okay to feel the ache of missing something you have yet to experience. It is okay to want what has yet to come. It is okay to admit that it hurts sometimes — the waiting, the wondering, the fear that something is just out of reach. Still, you cannot let that fear convince you to settle where you do not belong. You cannot let that fear convince you to choose distraction over depth, or to stay in atmospheres where your heart fails to be fully witnessed and celebrated. God does not withhold love to wound you. He withholds love when it would cost you your peace. When it would weather your purpose. When it would give you a version of connection that could not sustain the depth of who you were always meant to become.
Love has not passed you by. It is still unfolding. It is still being written. It is still being guided by the hands of a God who does not rush what is sacred. When it comes, it will feel like alignment. When it comes, it will feel like peace. When it comes, it will remind you why it never worked out with anyone else, it will reflect what you have been growing towards all along.
Not yet doesn’t mean never. It means something better is still being built. It means you have to trust a little deeper, root a little deeper. And when it finally arrives, when it finally holds your heart, it will not be late — it will be right on time.
