Not my strong suit really. I grew up an only child. My dad died when I was 7, my mom never remarried – she just sucked it up, got a better paying job and raised me to be independent, have a strong belief in God and know I could accomplish whatever I wanted to accomplish.
She succeeded. I have always had a “plan”. To join the military, to learn electronics, to get a degree in electronics, in computer engineering, to have my own business. Things never seemed to happen fast enough – yet they eventually happen.
Life has seen fit to attempt to teach me patience throughout my lifetime. It keeps trying, over and over and over and over . . . . . .
It often uses my business to teach this lesson.
I need something to happen yesterday – life is unconcerned. It knows things will be fine even if “it” happens next week.
I find this terribly frustrating - Life is uncaring.
I find this just a little nerve-wracking, - Life yawns.
I need $20,000 by Monday!!!!!!! Life looks on, sighs – explains in a quiet, whispered tone: “patience, patience – all happens in its own time”.
Heavy sigh! I know, I know.
UPDATE 4:00 PM Friday Afternoon: The phone rings: "Hello??"
"Bill, it's Mark - no check yet?"
"Nope - still nothing."
"OK, tell ya what, we are going to overnight a replacement check for Saturday morning delivery. Sorry for the problem."
"Thanks Mark, I appreciate it!"
"No problem Bill, enjoy the grandkids!"
Life looks on, sighs – explains in a quiet, whispered tone: “patience, patience – all happens in its own time”.
Heavy sigh! I know, I know.
1 comment:
The power of intention! I liked your last post, I told my cold war group about it and they thought that was interesting. They keep talking about their experiences, and I can't share, so I shared yours.
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