The Hidden Stream

Streams in the Wilderness

Day 3

“You, God, are my God,
earnestly I seek You;
I thirst for You,
my whole being longs for You,
in a dry and parched land
where there is no water.”
— Psalm 63:1

There have been times when I prayed and felt nothing. When I’ve read Scripture but the words didn’t seem to land anywhere. I thought maybe the stream of God’s grace had dried up for me.

But over time, I began to see something I couldn’t before: the stream was still there. Hidden. Flowing beneath the surface, carrying me even when I couldn’t feel it.

Recovery often works this way — quietly. God does His most faithful work in the unseen places: in the small act of showing up to another meeting, in the decision to forgive, in the breath between surrender and peace. These moments don’t always feel holy, but they are.

For those loving someone in recovery, it’s the same hidden work. You pray, you wait, you believe, and often you don’t see results right away. But that doesn’t mean God is silent. His grace moves underground — healing what’s broken, preparing something new to break through.

Just because you can’t see the stream doesn’t mean it’s gone. Sometimes the deepest flow happens where eyes can’t reach — where faith must take root instead of sight.

Prayer for your day.

Lord, thank You for the hidden stream of Your grace.
When I can’t feel You, help me trust that You are still near, still working beneath the surface. Amen.