Patience

Waiting and patience is a funny thing.

We are so scared to pray for patience, but yet we need it so dearly.

However, I believe there are miracles in waiting. There are miracles in the patience. Miracles to me may be different than most peoples view, but they are special moments that are granted and gifted to you, and I.

During the painful moments you find those that mean the most to you, come closer.You find the quite times with the Lord that much more sweet when you are waiting. Prayers you didn't think weren't a big deal become answered and revealed. God is working in all aspects of life, even when it doesn't feel like it.

Now, I will be the first person to admit that waiting stinks. It's not fun, and sometimes you just want to run away and cry. I get it, and it's okay to feel those emotions. Emotions are a good thing, even if you don't think so. (Now, I wouldn't make crucial decisions based on emotions, but they are still important.)

It has taken me a long time to get to this mind set, and I am still not where I want to be I still slip and I fall. I still get into a funk. I still cry out to God and say " WHY?" Wondering why he would let such awful things happen to me, or to those I love, but I stay true and steadfast.

Having true patience is hard. It takes daily practice. I still don't know if I have it sometimes, but I am trying, and I think that is what counts. So in this time of waiting I'm trying to trust in God, and lean on those who care about me.

Have patience, and stay steadfast.
-Morgan Ratliff

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