In my Patriarchal blessing it promises me that I'll get sealed in the temple and have a family. Some days I look at my current life and wonder if maybe I have somehow interpreted His promises wrong...that maybe the promises won't happen.
But then, in quiet moments, the Lord kindly and lovingly reminds me that He made the promises and that He intends to keep them. That He will keep them, and fulfill them in His own due time.
I feel somewhat like Abraham did, wondering how the Lord would make of Isaac a righteous generation when he was on the altar. Or how Zacharias felt when the angel told him his (very) old wife would have a son. Or how Hannah felt when she longed for a son but was unable to have one.
I really don't know how the Lord will fulfill His promises to me, but I do know that however it happens, there will have to be miracles involved. It can't happen any other way.
But the Lord can do miracles. And He will for me...in His due time.
As I trust in the Lord, He will fulfill His promises, no matter what they may be, as I do my part through faithfulness and obedience to Him.