Praising Him Before the Blessings Arrive
By Kateb Nuri-Alim Shunnar
I’m at the point in my life where I can praise Him for the blessings, the grace, and the miracles even before they arrive. This isn’t blind optimism or wishful thinking; it’s a confidence deeply rooted in faith, a knowing that my Creator is working behind the scenes, weaving something extraordinary into the fabric of my life. Faith isn’t waiting for proof; it’s standing firm in the belief that His promises are already unfolding, even when I can’t see the full picture.
This kind of faith requires courage—courage to trust in a world that feels like it’s unraveling, courage to stay anchored in sanity when chaos swirls all around. The psalmist understood this. In Psalm 119:48, he said, “I will lift up my hands to Your commandments, which I love, and I will meditate on Your statutes.” He knew that the Creator will keep His word, that the promises etched into eternity would not return empty.
There are times when I cry out for deliverance, hoping the Creator will pull me out of the storm. But more often than not, I’ve found that He doesn’t just remove me from the turmoil He steps into it with me. Like the fourth figure in the fiery furnace with Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, He doesn’t watch from a distance. He gets in the fire, reminding me that I’m never alone.
In this world, we will encounter turmoil of that, there’s no doubt. But the Creator tells us, “Be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.” (John 16:33) These aren’t empty words; they’re a declaration of victory. While others lose their minds, weighed down by fear and uncertainty, I find my strength renewed in His presence. It’s an unexplainable peace, a supernatural intervention that steadies me when I feel like I’m about to fall apart.
I’ve learned to anticipate divine consolation, not because I’ve earned it, but because the Creator’s love is relentless. He whispers to my heart, “I’ll show up in your life on your job, at your doorstep, in the very places you feel overlooked.” And He does. Time and time again, He shows up in ways I couldn’t have imagined, bringing strength to my weary soul.
I can’t fully explain this feeling, this assurance that floods my being and makes me certain of His presence. It’s not something that words can capture or logic can define. It’s faith. It’s knowing. It’s the quiet voice in the storm, reminding me that grace is on the way and miracles are closer than they appear. And so, I’ll keep praising Him not just for what He’s already done, but for what I know He’s about to do.
Kateb Nuri-Alim Shunnar
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