My last posting on patience seems to have struck a chord based on the number of comments I received.
There are times I still struggle with patience. Just ask my wife what it’s like to drive with me sometimes.
Even in my writing, it’s hard sometimes to rest in Him, to be at peace. I know it’s because, in my opinion, He’s not moving fast enough.
A recent manuscript rejection brought this front and center for me. I allowed myself a five minute pity party, wondering about this writing thing. Did I really hear from Him? Why is it so blasted hard?
And then I prayed and reminded Him this was His idea to begin with. And I listened. His voice came. Not audibly but a knowing in my heart. This is my calling. This is His plan for this season in my life. He told me to write, to leave the publishing up to Him. To walk through the doors He opens to learn as much as I can; and to use that knowledge to improve my writing and to teach, to mentor and coach, to be a resource to others.
He showed me my impatience with my writing is really a lack of trust in Him, in His plan for me, in His all-knowingness. It comes down to trusting that He’s in control. It comes down to taking that next step with Him.
Do I have faith enough to take that next step? To trust in His perfect timing?
Double Amen to that!!!