Patience is a Virtue

Or so I've been told. As I sit waiting for the UPS delivery truck to deliver my books, my patience has grown thin due to the fact that I've been waiting since 9:00am for their arrival. It is now 3:52pm. I imagine this waiting process is like waiting for a number of things to "arrive": a man who can appreciate, love and respect you, a child to be born, a healing to occur, a hardship to end, a prayer to be answered, a child to come home or leave home, a job to call, a lover to understand, a mother or father to call, on and on. The process of waiting can be what I make it, I know, and right now, it is simply a trail in patience. I don't wait well, or I didn't until now. I realize I can choose how I will wait until the truck finally does arrive. I can be impatient, but that won't make the truck come any faster, but it sure will frustrate the hell out of me, or I can resign myself to the fact that in this moment I am exactly where I am supposed to be. I can choose to relax, trust God, resolve myself to what is, and ebb and flow with that! I feel a wave rush over me:)

God bless, peace and love,
M