Hey there! It's Five-Minute Friday (on a Saturday) time! I meant to do this yesterday, but just couldn't get my act together in time; thankfully, this community is full of grace, am I right? Anyhow, if you've stumbled onto my blog from elsewhere, welcome! To find out more about Five-Minute Friday, click over here to get the full scoop.
I am learning to wait. It's not a strength of mine, unfortunately, so this is a particularly difficult endeavor. When the impending news is good, I'm kind of a wreck, so when it's bad?! *whistles*
These days, the act of waiting is the hardest adjustment to make because much of what has come down the pike has been the worst news I've received in my 33 years on this planet. The skittish worry-wart in me fights the urge to brace herself, to dread what each morning will bring.
However, in the midst of this darkness, I am finding light and joy and peace and comfort and humility and growth and grace and love. From the Father, from my precious husband, from my sweet babies, from dear friends. Just heaping helpings of gracious love that sustains and makes no demands in return.
One of the great side effects of going through tough times is focus. All of the things—and people—I thought were integral to my existence have fallen away, while what's left are my truly priceless treasures. That level of clarity and wisdom is most assuredly worth the wait.