A difficult lesson I've learned over the last few weeks is that my well-being depends on my willingness to be patient--patient with myself, patient with other people, patient with God.
It is easy to name wants in the immediate moment. It is hard to take the time to discern whether that want springs from the safest depths of my heart, rather than a shallow place of fear.
With this hard lesson I've received a consolation, though: in patience, I learn the difference between fear and love. I learn their respective shapes and signals and sounds. I learn how to be the person God imagines me to be, rather than the person I imagine myself to be.
I am so much lovelier and wonder-full than I would imagine myself to be. Patience grants me the gift of seeing, hearing, smelling, tasting, and touching the horizon of wonder that is my small life--through God's eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and hands.
It is easy to name wants in the immediate moment. It is hard to take the time to discern whether that want springs from the safest depths of my heart, rather than a shallow place of fear.
With this hard lesson I've received a consolation, though: in patience, I learn the difference between fear and love. I learn their respective shapes and signals and sounds. I learn how to be the person God imagines me to be, rather than the person I imagine myself to be.
I am so much lovelier and wonder-full than I would imagine myself to be. Patience grants me the gift of seeing, hearing, smelling, tasting, and touching the horizon of wonder that is my small life--through God's eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and hands.
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