Running the Race

DUMB!! Ok, so I mean, it’s not all that dumb at all.  The trip to Greensboro has been postponed by 2 days.  Now I’m getting back on the 26th instead of the 24th.  Nick doesn’t have to go to that orientation in Florida (yay) therefore he doesn’t have to get back to Greensboro early therefore he is staying the whole time in Long Island on the mission trip.  Now, this is completely awesome.  I mean, they are serving the Lord and I freaking love it.  I just want to get back to Greensboro!! I mean I was kind of bummed when I found out because I was planning on showing up in Long Island the night before I said I was going to to surprise everybody and I was going to be showing up in Greensboro on the 24th instead of the 25th to surprise Laura because everyone pretty much knew except for her.  I guess I’m more bummed that my surprises were foiled.  I mean, I’ve waited this long, two more days isn’t all that bad.  The youth has to pass through Jersey on their way back to Greensboro so we’re gonna meet up and then I’ll follow them back to the Boro.  Mehh!

So patience.  Definitely something that I have little of and definitely something that God is trying to teach me to have more of.  Not being able to sing is KILLING me.  I can’t wait to get better that I just HAVE to do it anyway.  I think it’s so hard for me to wait for things because I know that they are coming and I know that they are going to make me so incredibly happy.  It’s kind of like this whole surprises thing.  I love surprising people.  When I can actually keep it a surprise, that is.  I generally can’t keep a surprise from someone just because I’m so freaking excited about it and about how it’s going to make them feel and to see their reaction that I just bust at the seams.  So why am I not like that about Jesus all the time?  Why isn’t God something that I just can’t not talk about.  Why am I not always wanting to explode and tell everyone about Jesus?

I think having patience takes a lot of trust.  Waiting for something to come is trusting that it will actually come and if it doesn’t, waiting for what is supposed to come takes even more trust.  But then why should it take more trust if all of my trust was there in the first place?  Unless it wasn’t.

Having patience is about letting go of the reins and just hoping that I’ll end up where I’m supposed to be.  So patience = trust.  Surprises = Jesus.  Oh, how simple it all sounds.