I am not a patient person.
Whew, glad I got that off my chest. (By the way, I am having trouble continuing to write over the sounds of my husband and mother laughing...)
Seriously though - I'm not. I really struggle with patience. I struggle with it as a parent (oh, yeah, we all do, but for some it is harder than others!). I struggle with it personally - if I'm not good at something, I don't like to do it. Period. Especially in front of people. I can say, without a doubt, I will never seriously take up golfing. I also tend to avoid chess at all costs.
This has been something that has caused me some trouble lately. I tend to get big ideas (can we say 5 kids and homeschooling?) and then BAM want to make them happen. I know that God helped me find my perfect mate in Mark. Without him and his... prudence, we'd probably have at least one more dog and cat, some reptiles and a few more kids. :)
Things weigh on my heart. I want to DO more. But what can I do when I am so often feeling stretched thin? I really struggle with that. I *know* there is more for me, for us, to do, yet not sure where to begin or even WHAT to begin! :)
I read something in my devotional earlier this week that just stopped me in my tracks, spoke to me:
Follow Me one step at a time. That is all I require of you. In fact, that is the only way to move through this space/time world.
(Jesus Calling by Sarah Young)
The patience problem definitely comes from your dad's side of the family! I still have those issues--they come from your grandpa, not your grandma. Age helps, but only a little:)
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