The answer leaves the moment your heart is set, and most people cancel the order while it travels.
A resolve gets answered the day it is made, not the day it pays out. Three weeks ran between the sending and the arrival, and that gap is where a should dies: a man watching for evidence reads silence as refusal, refusal lowers his standard, the lowered standard ends the fasting, and the messenger arrives beside someone who has already let go.
God answered a resolve rather than a result, and humbling himself was the seriousness of the ask, the stripping away of every softer option. Fear inside the waiting is the ordinary price of a standard that is real, and trading the must away to be rid of the fear costs a person what was already on its way.