It's a virtue, apparently. And, apparently, I'm completely without virtue. At least where patience is involved.
I don't mean to be impatient; it just seems to come naturally to me. And, it's definitely in my genes. My dad is one of the most impatient people on the planet but I'm not fond of blaming everything on my upbringing...though I do know that is HUGE in who we become...I believe it's our job to overcome the bad stuff in our backgrounds.
And, I try. I really do. But, every day I fail...and fail miserably. Especially when it comes to patience with Megan. I love that kid so much and marvel at her daily but she somehow manages to push every last ounce of patience right out of my being. She seemingly never stops talking! And, how ironic that when, for the first 5 or so years of her life she was largely unintelligible, I wished and prayed for her to be able to talk. Does that fall under that popular saying, "Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it?" God does have a sense of humor, doesn't he?
Well, learn to talk she did and she's never stopped talking since. And, I like to talk, too so I know where she gets it...hearing her talk isn't even the problem. It's the constantly random thoughts she throws out there that drive me to distraction! She's not always easy to understand and so I try and try to figure out what she's talking about only to find it's something totally irrelevant. It's exhausting!
The other day, though, I had this thought as I was having this running monologue with God...I wondered...does He get tired of hearing me chattering away all day every day to him about the most mundane, sometimes random things I take to Him in prayer. I don't think he does and so, I must remember to be the kind of parent to Megan that He is to me and to be patient, Patient, PATIENT with her constant babble.
God give me the strenth! I do know, though, that if I can do it, it's only with His help. So...here's to patience!
And...to a stress-free day!
