Once in a Blue Moon Proverbs 16:9 - Personal Blog of Trisha Rapley, Australian Author.

This moment did not arrive with fireworks or noise.

It slipped quietly into my life and yet rearranged everything I thought I understood.

He did not shout his significance.

He whispered it.

And only later did I realise I had crossed a threshold I could not uncross.

Once in a while, the ordinary loosened its grip on me. The predictable releases its hold. The pattern I had learned to survive by, built from repetition, disappointment, self-protection, unanswered prayers, and carefully measured hope, was interrupted by something holy and unexpected.

For a long time, that pattern taught me how to endure.

How to keep going without certainty.

How to love with restraint.

How to prepare myself for endings before beginnings ever had a chance to breathe.

I became skilled at acceptance, at letting go before holding too tightly, at telling my heart, this was as good as it gets.

But then, God did not just interrupt the pattern. He completed it.

It did not happen loudly. There was no dramatic announcement, no moment where every question was suddenly answered. Instead, there was a calm recognition.

A quiet knowing.

A sense of familiarity that felt ancient, as though my soul had been walking toward that moment long before my mind understood where it was headed.

Finally finding the one did not feel like conquest. It felt like rest.

It felt like exhaling after years of holding my breath.

Like being seen without needing to explain myself.

Like safety that did not ask me to perform, prove, or pretend.

It was love that did not rush my healing or compete with my faith; it honoured both.

I began to understand that the waiting was not punishment.

The near-misses were not failures.

The closed doors were not cruelty.

They were protection. They were God refining my discernment, teaching my heart the difference between familiarity and alignment, between intensity and truth.

Because when the one finally arrived, love did not feel chaotic or consuming.

It felt steady.

Rooted.

Clear.

I was no longer trying to be chosen.

I was simply choosing, freely, peacefully, without fear. There was no need to shrink or chase or convince. No fear of being too much or not enough. No sense that I had to earn presence through endurance or sacrifice.

Instead, there was mutual choosing, not once, but daily.

And I finally understood why God had asked me to let go of others. Why certain prayers had gone unanswered. He had asked me to stand still when every part of me wanted to move on quickly. He was not delaying love. He was preserving it.

The pattern shifted again, but this time, not into uncertainty. Into alignment.

I dream differently now.

I pray differently.

I hold the future with open hands instead of clenched ones. Because love is no longer something I hope for from a distance, it has become something I steward with reverence.

I thanked God quietly, sometimes in awe, sometimes in tears, because I know this love is not created by timing or chance or convenience. It was grown in obedience.

Watered by patience.

Guarded by faith.

Sometimes the fairytale we fight for comes true, not as fantasy, but as a partnership. Not as perfection, but as presence.

And on a rare occasion, the moon turns blue, meeting the sun in perfect alignment, light and reflection, learning how to exist together.

And in that meeting, my heart knew it was finally home.

And I realised the pattern of my life was never broken, it had been leading me to you all along.

In their hearts humans plan their course, but the Lord establishes their steps.

Proverbs 16:9

Lord,

Thank you for the waiting, even when it hurt.

Thank you for the lessons I did not understand at the time.

Help me continue to honour this love with wisdom, humility, and grace.

Teach me to love deeply without fear and to keep you at the centre of all I build.

May this connection reflect your design, strengthen faith, and remain covered by your peace.

Amen.

Once in a Blue Moon Proverbs 16:9 - Personal Blog of Trisha Rapley, Australian Author.

Once in a Blue Moon Proverbs 16:9 - Personal Blog of Trisha Rapley, Australian Author.