This reflection was originally published on Medium under the “Even Here” publication.
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Life, it seems, is rarely black and white. It’s full of transitions — full of waiting, wrestling, and wondering. I’ve come to realise how much of life is spent in the in-between.
The in-between seasons are not as dramatic as crisis or as celebratory as breakthrough. They’re quiet. Sometimes uncomfortable. Often invisible. But they’re where most growth happens.
It’s the space between who I was and who I’m becoming. Between the prayer and the answer. Between the loss and the healing.
It’s where faith is tested — not with loud declarations, but in silent persistence.
I’ve felt this tension deeply — between hope and doubt, faith and fear, action and rest. It can feel like stretching, like living in a question without an answer. And yet, somehow, God meets me there.
And when He does, He doesn’t always bring resolution. But He brings something better: revelation.
Here’s what I’ve come to learn about God in the in-between:
He reveals that His love is steady, not seasonal. I don’t have to be thriving for Him to be near. I don’t have to be certain or strong. He is not waiting for my perfection — He’s present in my process.
He reveals that waiting isn’t wasted. Waiting has a way of shaping our character. Of slowing us down enough to listen, to soften, to surrender. In the stillness, He deepens what noise often drowns out.
He reveals that spiritual growth is often unseen. The roots stretch downward before the fruit grows upward. Just because nothing looksdifferent doesn’t mean transformation isn’t happening.
He reveals that His silence isn’t absence. Sometimes God is quieter in the in-between — but not because He’s gone. Rather, He invites us to hear Him differently: in the whisper, in the Word, in the waiting.
He reveals that I’m not alone. Even in the stretch, even when faith feels thin, He is still Emmanuel — God with us.

So I’m learning not to rush the in-between. I still long for resolution, of course. But I no longer see the waiting as a blank space. I’m beginning to recognise it as sacred ground — a place where God is not only present, but actively at work.
If you’re in an in-between of your own, I want to gently say:
You are not forgotten. You are being formed.
And the One who holds your beginning and end is walking with you through the middle.
“He has made everything beautiful in its time.”
— Ecclesiastes 3:11
🕊 Reflection
What has God been revealing to you in your in-between?