Have you ever felt like God is constantly telling you to be patient? Well, I do. I know He’s telling me to chill out.
There are a couple things that I am very impatient with, Love, traveling, and my career.
I am a romantic at heart. I cannot help it. I’ve mentioned in my bio about my family. There is a major gap between me and my sisters ages. They have been with their husbands since high school. I have known both of my brothers-in-law since I was 6. Saying that, I have always been the odd ball out. I’m not saying at the age of 6 I wanted to have a boyfriend, but I never enjoyed being alone.
I’m at a point now where it’s normal that my friends are starting to get engaged. I have been praying for someone for years. I might see a guy who fits the description, but something is always off. Timing, age, them being interested in me (lol). I get so impatient like GOD C’MON. I’m super cool and funny. You’re telling me that there is no one.
Then I hear “be patient.” If you could only see the steam coming from my ears. Fine. I’ll wait.
I have wanted to do The World Race for almost 3 years now. I could never do it because I wasn’t 21. I could have done the gap year, but my mind was already made up. I was going on the 11 month trip. Being patient for this has been one of the hardest things I have had to do. I like to imagine God as the worker on top of a big water slide. Where they tell you, “Ok. Next. Wait. Wait. Go!” Then you go flying down the water slide. That is exactly how I feel. I constantly was looking up different routes to go on. Then out of no where, He was like ok this route and GO. Next thing I know, I’m flying down this giant water slide having my stomach drop and wondering what is at the end of this huge slide.
I’m still having to be patient with it too. Honestly, if my birthday was earlier, I would have tried to go in January.
Then I hear “be patient.”
The last thing that I hate being patient with is my career. I am constantly wondering what God has in store for my career path. I always feel like I won’t end up using my degree. I have no clue where I will be living. I know nothing when it come to life after the race. Everyone seems to get there degree and know their calling, but me on the other hand, I have no idea what i’ll be doing. It’s really quite frustrating.
Then I hear “be Patient.”
I’M NOT GOOD AT THIS. I don’t even know how to become patient. How does one learn patience?
Anyways, this post is just my thought of the night. I need to get this off my chest, but I’m also kind of embarrassed. I don’t enjoy having my struggles out in the open. If I don’t put them out there though, I will never know how to fix them.
