Have you ever prayed about something for so long that you’ve started to wonder if anything is happening at all? You keep praying, but the situation looks the same. The relationship is still strained. The door still hasn’t opened. The healing hasn’t come. The answer you’ve been waiting for seems nowhere in sight.

Regret is a funny thing. Not funny as in “ha-ha,” but funny in the way that it has a habit of showing up when you least expect it. You can be having a perfectly normal day, drinking your coffee, minding your own business, and suddenly your brain decides to replay something you did twenty years ago. And just like that, there it is again. That old ache. That old mistake. That old “if only.” When something happens to me that is especially painful, I have a tendency to pack up my