Have patience, have patience, don't be in such a hurry...

Life so often is steered by our knowing when to be patient and when to act. And while I feel I have learned this particular lesson repeatedly--both through being patient and through blind interference, I still haven't found a balanced combination. Each new situation demands a new level of commitment. Patience has never come easily to me. God has allowed for lots of patience-training over the last few years. Even though things happen that are difficult and painful, too hard to comprehend, I know and believe that God loves me and desires for me to give him my pain and confusion and rest in His arms. I know I'm supposed to hand my fears over to Him, and actively allow the future to unfold. Only then will I see all the beauty that comes from sorrow.

Yet here I am again, having to remind myself to not worry about anything, but to give thanks instead. So often I find myself close to tears, but then I remember that God has never failed me. And He never will. Even when life doesn't turn out how I expect or hope, I discover His plans are always more fulfilling anyway. Here I am again, listening. Waiting. Hoping. Not sitting idly by, but thoughtfully acting, not on impulse but on reflection. Trusting that, in time, I will see the blessings of this particular pain. And choosing to use this as a means for growth and learning. Praying that I will become more compassionate and patient, so that God can use me. No matter how this turns out. No matter what my future holds. I am blessed, the cup of my heart overflows with love and faithfullness for a God that is love and continues to be faithful to me.

May we all have the perseverance and courage to face whatever tomorrow holds. May our joy increase and run over.