Patience has never been my strong suit. As a child I even had a record album that sang about it:
Have patience, have patience, don’t be in such a hurry. When you are impatient, you’ll only start to worry. Remember, remember, that God is patient too. Just think of all the times when He has had to wait on you.
The worst part about the song was when the turtle—yes, turtle—sang the words as slowly as possible. “Haaaaaaave paaaaaaaatience…..” I hated it. The waiting was killer.
Sadly, not much has changed since reaching adulthood. I still struggle with being patient. And now I have two young children who like to stretch what little I do have. But having patience…and a positive attitude…is a necessary virtue. As James, the brother of Jesus, wrote,
“My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing.” James 1:2-4
The struggle is real, folks. But it’s worth it. Patience makes us better. It helps to strengthen us and perfect us. It’s hard to attain and easy to lose, but always worth having. And it’s always…always…worth the wait.
One of the greatest lessons I learned in life happened during my junior year of high school. My sister had just left for college, giving me the long-awaited privilege of being able to drive myself to school. It was a proud moment. But that’s where my gratitude ended and my pride began. Continue reading “A Lesson In Gratitude”
It was 8 a.m. and my husband and I were the first ones to arrive at the doctor’s office. His secretary had called the day before and asked if we could come in before the other scheduled patients that day to discuss my husband’s ultrasound results.
I had done my homework and was armed with every possible diagnosis I had hoped it might be—including the ones I prayed it wasn’t. The latter won. Continue reading “The Blog I Was Afraid To Write”
Sometimes I’m almost afraid to wake up. Afraid to look at my phone and see the AP alerts that have come in overnight. The ones that talk about devastating storms that literally wiped out islands, massive earthquakes, terrorist attacks, and endless political turmoil. Continue reading “Not Today, Devil”
Before having my first child, I read everything I could on labor and the birthing process. I practiced my breathing techniques. I had a music playlist to keep me focused and an oil diffuser to keep me calm. I was ready. Or so I thought. Continue reading “Hurts So Good: Pushing Through The Pain”
Feeling tired already? Me too. In fact, I’m pretty sure I have this T-shirt in five different colors—one for every day of the week. But take heart, friends. When you dig deep, there’s something good waiting for you on the other side.
And let us not lose heart and grow weary and faint in acting nobly and doing right, for in due time and at the appointed season we shall reap, if we do not loosen and relax our courage and faint. – Galatians 6:9 (AMPC)
So keep pushing. Keep moving. Keep up the good work. In doing good, your efforts will never be in vain.
In the third grade, I was a sassy little know-it-all. I flaunted my intellectual prowess over the other students like a lord over his plebeians. I honestly don’t think I meant to be so elitist, I just hadn’t learned to reign in my enthusiasm. But there was one girl—let’s call her Tonya—who was about to call me out on it. Continue reading “The Power Behind Your Words”