The gift of delay

Yesterday, I tried to pay for something I had carefully decided to purchase. But my bank app didn’t work in that moment, so I moved on to other tasks at hand.

This morning, I woke up with new thoughts and opted for something better. In that little extra space, I remembered a factor I hadn’t considered, one I had missed all along but that suddenly crept in during those few extra hours I didn’t ask for.

Would I ever wish for my app to fail? No. Would I thank my bank for a broken service? Definitely not. But sometimes, a delay offers us just enough room to see more clearly, to choose more wisely.

It's one of those strange gifts you only recognize in hindsight. What felt like a glitch was quietly buying me time to gain clarity.

So no, I won’t start praying for delays. But I will hold space for the unexpected gifts that sometimes come with them—which often include better judgment.

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