Apparently, I am no Job. I have no patience when it comes to many things and I just want to get from the start to the finish line. The problem with sprinting to the end is that I forget to enjoy the scenery during the marathon that is my life. I have a very bad habit of trying to make things happen instead of just letting them happen. The meaning of the song ‘Que Sera, Sera’ is hopelessly lost on me.
I don’t know why I cannot let whatever will be, just be. I need to teach myself to relinquish some of the control I so desperately want to have and let life unfold in front of me. There is more beauty watching the petals of a rose open slowly than the rose itself at the end of its blossom.
Perhaps wisdom really does come with age. Maybe I am at the point in my life that I am willing to sit back and loosen the reins a little and see how the proverbial cookie crumbles without me breaking it into a thousand tiny pieces. It’s time to let life happen and for me to find strength in patience and wait for those good things to come.
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I can so relate to this. I am constantly racing toward things, yearning for the satisfaction of crossing another item of the list. And I’ve realized recently that it’s ok to breathe, and stroll and wait for things to happen in their own time. My family and friends will also appreciate it, because I’ll stop pressuring them too haha
It is okay to breathe. Maybe 2015 will be our year to enjoy life at its pace and not ours!!
If patience comes with age, can you please let me know what age it comes with? I have no patience to wait for it.
I found mine at 45 but I’m not sure if that is a standard age. I may have to do a little more research. 😉
Hmmm… if 45 is the magic age then I’ll have patience in a few years. Yay 🙂