Patience. How long does it last? How long does it take? What is it?
Been working on it. One of my weakest virtues.
Some have patience by nature, some by practice, some by suffocation.
With my recent situation, I have been "forced" into practicing patience, or giving up. Turns out, giving up is not an option. I'm okay with that. I have longed to be able to practice patience for much of my life. My father was the "poster boy" of patience. I never really understood how he did it. Some day, if I am lucky enough to meet him in heaven, I can ask him how he was able to find this place in life.
Life has a way of drop kicking some of us into a place that makes us face challenges head on. We have choices. Move forward, retreat, wait. Some things limit our choices.
Because of my medical situation, I have been confronted with many choices, which have required choices. How do I get through this? Where do I go from here? Why bother, whatever is going to happen will happen. Do I care? Does it matter?
Ultimately, I realize I have one life to live, and I need to need to deal with what is happening, and what is the best path forward. In my mind, this is my confronting patience. Not easy, not fun, but necessary.
I have promised myself to move forward and trust the Driver to take me where He wants me to go. I will follow him and trust in him, and be happy where He leads me.
