Angelo found his balance quickly, flying like he had always been born for it. But Angeline? She wobbled. She flipped. She trailed behind, struggling to catch up. That moment? That is all of us. There’s a place between obedience and confidence—where we know God is calling us higher, but we feel unstable rising into it. It’s the space between anointing and action, where the air is thinner and faith must be stronger.

Clarity is the moment when Heaven whispers,“This is who you are. This is where you’re going. This is what I meant. This is why I allowed what I allowed.” And often… clarity comes after seasons that feel like confusion, contradiction, silence, or delay. You see, divine clarity does not arrive wrapped in comfort. It often arrives wrapped in the very moments we would’ve avoided.

There are seasons when progress feels slow, delayed, or even frozen. You’ve prayed, fasted, worked, believed… yet life seems to be advancing in inches rather than miles. But then — suddenly — God breathes on your life. And what took others a decade takes you a year. What you lost over time, God restores in a moment. What should have broken you becomes the very thing that launches you.