This has been a heavy week. Maybe you’ve felt it too—the weight of hard news, the kind that makes you stop and wonder where we are in the grand unfolding of things. Some weeks, it feels like the world is unraveling faster than we can make sense of it. Other times, it feels like we are waiting, watching, longing for something that has yet to arrive.

I’ve been sitting with the phrase the fullness of time. It’s one of those biblical ideas that carries deep meaning—pointing to the way things happen in their appointed season, when the moment is ripe, even when it doesn’t feel that way to us. It’s the kind of phrase that asks us to trust that even in waiting, even in struggle, something sacred is still unfolding.

But here’s the hard part: the fullness of time rarely aligns with our preferred timing. We want resolution now. We want answers that make sense. We want to know that what we are experiencing has meaning. Yet, often, all we are given is the space in between—the space where grief and hope sit side by side, where faith asks us to keep going even when the road is unclear.

If you are feeling the weight of life this week, know that you are not alone. The tension of waiting, of uncertainty, of longing for something more—it’s real, and it matters. But take heart: time is still unfolding, and so is grace. The seeds of hope, of healing, of justice—though buried deep—are growing even now.

My wish for you this week, Reader, is to pause and take a breath, and know that that’s enough. If all you can do is hold space for yourself and those around you, that’s enough. And if you find yourself in the waiting, know this: in the fullness of time, light will break through. That's the fiLLLed life.

Live a fiLLLed life, Melissa ​