Waiting Sucks

Yesterday morning began bright and early. We had to be at the hospital for Dodger's ct scan at 7:30, and I did NOT want to get out of bed. It was pouring down rain and the thunder was softly rolling. To me, these things signal sleep! Ugh. Anyways, that part is behind us. Tomorrow afternoon he will have his day surgery. This one has been a very long time in coming. We have waited so long just to get to this point and finally, we will have some answers tomorrow. Whew. I hate waiting. Not just for things in this physical world, either.

We are also trying to find a house. I want one right now! (stomping feet) Actually, I wanted one about six months ago. Sigh. I hate this waiting thing. It makes me want to say words that would need to be bleeped out. So, I guess the only thing to do, after having my hissy, is to figure out WHY I'm having to wait. This gives me plenty of time to look back and see what I have learned in this waiting period. What have I learned about myself? My husband? My children? Our finances? Our health? Our emotional stability? Hmm, good questions.

I know that there are times in my life when I have to wait on spiritual things, too. Don't much like that, either. In fact, I'm a "I want it right now!" kind of girl. If I don't get my way, right when I want it, I usually throw some kind of a fit. Don't worry, no one gets slapped or beaten. (Though I sometimes feel like causing bodily harm.) After a period of cooling down and meditating I can usually find a reason for God's delay. Most of the time, it's because there is a lesson to be learned. Something I need to help me step up to the next level. Get my drift?

Since it's spring time and all kinds of little critters are coming out, and I have boys, snakes come to mind. Why? Well, because as they grow they shed their skin. They get to come out of the old rough yucky stuff that doesn't really fit them anymore. I guess that's what happens spiritually. I gotta shed my skin sometimes. Shedding it isn't pleasant, either. To be rather frank, it sucks. God never promised us a life full of happiness and cherries and gold stars and roses. Nope. He just promised he'd be with us through it all. So, can I find contentment in just knowing that He is with me? Sure I can. Do I have to like it? Nope. But I DO have to pull up my big girl panties and move on.

Life will keep moving, whether I do or not. I don't want to be left behind. Do you?

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