(When Your Loved Ones Won’t Join You on the Rare Faith Journey)
By Ann Ferguson

Have you ever found yourself on fire with purpose—learning the universal laws of thought, seeing miracles unfold—and yet the people closest to you just... don’t care?

Same.

It can be so frustrating to feel like you’ve discovered something divine, life-altering, and exciting—only to be met with indifference or even resistance from the people you love most.

I’ve had to lean heavily on the principle of honoring others and their timing. Because if I don’t, I can spiral into unproductive emotions that pull me away from joy, faith, and clarity.

There’s a law for this. The Law of Gestation says every creation—whether it’s a plant, an idea, or a person’s growth—takes time. Everything unfolds in its season. That includes me. And it includes the people I love.

Still... I get lonely sometimes.

When something incredible happens, I want to share it. I want to shout, “Look! I found a divine formula! This isn’t magic, and it’s not luck—it’s the laws of faith. I’m working with God, co-creating outcomes, and it’s real!”

But not everyone sees it that way. Some think I’m lucky. Some think I’m naïve. What they don’t see is the intentional pattern of thought and faith I’ve practiced over and over again. And it works. Mountains move. Dreams come true. I see miracles. And I wish—deeply—that the people I love could see and experience it too.

“Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.” — Lao Tzu

That quote centers me. Everyone walks at their own tempo. Their growth, their discovery—it’s happening on schedule. Even if it doesn’t match mine.

Still, some days are harder than others.

When I feel dismissed, lonely, or misunderstood, I’ve realized it’s often because I’m trying to control something that’s not mine to control. I get irritated—sometimes even mad at God—for not making things happen my way, on my timeline. I stop looking inward and start grasping outward.

Truthfully, it's not always about helping them like I tell myself it is. Sometimes... it’s just about me. What I want. When I want it.

Yikes. That’s hard to admit.

Thankfully, God loves me anyway—even when my motives aren’t as saintly as I’d like them to be. He gently invites me to tell the truth... and then look back.

That’s what happened last spring.

I asked my husband if he’d consider taking the Rare Faith Mindset Mastery course. His response? A jaw clench. A groan. A blank stare at the microwave.

The awkwardness was thick.

I said quickly, “Based on that groan, your body language, and your lack of an answer, it’s obvious you’re not willing… Never mind.”

I walked away, trying not to crumble under the weight of rejection and disappointment.

Deep breath… He’s okay. I’m okay. Not wrong. Just different.

But it wasn’t working.
All the right self-talk wasn’t helping. I retreated to the bathroom, drew a bath, and cried.

“Heavenly Father,” I sobbed, “I want to vision our future together. We could do so many great things if we were on the same page. But without visioning together, we have no direction. I want to be a partner with him in creating our future. I feel so stuck. I believe in you, and yet the heavens feel silent, and I feel alone. I have been trying so hard to practice this rare faith stuff. You can step in. Do something, anything. I don’t have the power that you do. Why won’t you help me?”

The tears eventually slowed. My body softened. I got still.

And then came the nudge:
Look back.

Suddenly, a memory surfaced—me, in the bathtub years earlier, praying nearly the exact same words for a different situation.

Back then, I longed for my husband to pray with me. I’d dreamed of kneeling side by side with my partner since I was a child. But when I asked, he would resist. Emotionally withdraw. I felt lonely. He felt controlled. It was a silent, painful power struggle.

And yet…
I realized that now, we do pray together. Almost every night. No resistance. No tension. Just something we do. Somehow, the miracle I begged for had quietly made its way into my everyday life—and I barely noticed it happening.

That realization cracked my heart wide open.

God had been working. Gently. Faithfully. With full respect for my husband’s right to grow at his pace—just like He does for me.

With that awareness came deep, humbling gratitude.

I chose to receive the truth:
God is involved.
The heavens are not closed.
And He will not force anyone I love to move faster than they’re ready.
Just like He won’t force me.

I got out of the tub. And out of God’s way.

I let go of my timeline. And then—without my pushing—God opened a door. In His own way, and in His own time, He provided an opportunity. My husband completed the Mindset Mastery course in September.

So if you’re in a season of loneliness—wondering why your prayers feel unheard—pause and look back.

What did you ask for long ago that might already be part of your life now?

What quiet, humble miracle arrived without fanfare?

God is faithful. He’s honoring your desires, your efforts, and your path—even if it looks different than you expected.

And He’s doing the same for the people you love.

Keep planting seeds.
Trust their timeline.
Stay focused on your growth.
And know that you are never alone on this journey.

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