Being Patient with the Process
I'm already on my second cup of coffee and it is only eleven o'clock in the morning. I love my coffee, but drinking two cups in a day is really unheard of for me, not to mention the day is still fairly young.
Life has been pretty mellow for me. Not too much going on, just the everyday stress of a young girl getting used to a new career and trying to stay on top of life as I now know it; but even in the midst of knowing that I have so much to be thankful for, I still find something to overthink and stress about - like stress to the MAX.
The past few months I have been wrestling with myself.
If you know me like my sister knows me, you know that patience is something in which I am not very fluent.
I'm also a dreamer and a creative thinker - so when I set my mind on something, I want it to be just as how my raging thoughts have imagined it to be. Kind of a creative-perfectionist, you could call it.
I am also a control-freak, and when I feel the control starting to slip from my hands, well, you know that weird tingly stress/anxiety feeling you may get when you are about to jump from a cliff or speed down a roller-coaster; yeah, that starts to creep in my heart and I lose focus on who is in control.
In my mind I have created this life I want to live.
I want to thrive in my career - I want to be the best nurse I can be, and I don't want to have to be patient for it. But I am still learning.
It is a process.
I desire to travel more, or at least to just get the heck out of my house on my days off. But with what money, and frankly, with whom?
It is a process.
My heart is longing to do more with what I have been given. But where the heck do I start?
Oh dear over-thinking, precious little soul, it is a process.
The past few months I have been wrestling with myself.
The self who wants things now and wants things exactly how I want them versus the self who is trying to be patient in the wait and continue listening to and walking with the One who is always in control.
Have I been trying hard enough to be patient? Or is it truly just a process?
If you think into it, the worldview of one who is patient is much different than the one who is not.
The impatient one: I want what I want the way I want it now. I don't want to have to wait through this process for it either.
The patient one: Maybe what I want won't make it to me today, maybe it won't make it to me tomorrow, but I will stand firm in the wait and I will continue to walk in a motivated manner towards my passions and desires and let the One who is in control take over the details of which I cannot control.
Patience breeds optimism. Patience breeds internal joy.
Patience tells you, you know, life is actually a lot more beautiful than my pessimistic mind sometimes makes it out to be.
Little do we know that the process is actually building us up into who we may need to be later down the road. Little do we know that through the process is how our characters are formed; how weaknesses are turned into strengths; how we find and develop our passions.
A bountiful of knowledge cannot be learned in one day.
Relationships cannot be solidified in one day.
Money for travels cannot be saved in one day.
It is a starting point, but the process takes longer, and for that we must divulge in patience. For, how we each know that a life cannot be lived in one day!
Patience. Yes, something I am not great in - but in my weakness, He makes me strong.
Day-by-day I am patiently learning how to live my life in the present, trusting God in the process while still walking in the wait.
And yet, after all that life brings me, I know that one thing is for certain and is it that God is still faithful.
Life has been pretty mellow for me. Not too much going on, just the everyday stress of a young girl getting used to a new career and trying to stay on top of life as I now know it; but even in the midst of knowing that I have so much to be thankful for, I still find something to overthink and stress about - like stress to the MAX.
The past few months I have been wrestling with myself.
If you know me like my sister knows me, you know that patience is something in which I am not very fluent.
I'm also a dreamer and a creative thinker - so when I set my mind on something, I want it to be just as how my raging thoughts have imagined it to be. Kind of a creative-perfectionist, you could call it.
I am also a control-freak, and when I feel the control starting to slip from my hands, well, you know that weird tingly stress/anxiety feeling you may get when you are about to jump from a cliff or speed down a roller-coaster; yeah, that starts to creep in my heart and I lose focus on who is in control.
In my mind I have created this life I want to live.
I want to thrive in my career - I want to be the best nurse I can be, and I don't want to have to be patient for it. But I am still learning.
It is a process.
I desire to travel more, or at least to just get the heck out of my house on my days off. But with what money, and frankly, with whom?
It is a process.
My heart is longing to do more with what I have been given. But where the heck do I start?
Oh dear over-thinking, precious little soul, it is a process.
The past few months I have been wrestling with myself.
The self who wants things now and wants things exactly how I want them versus the self who is trying to be patient in the wait and continue listening to and walking with the One who is always in control.
Have I been trying hard enough to be patient? Or is it truly just a process?
If you think into it, the worldview of one who is patient is much different than the one who is not.
The impatient one: I want what I want the way I want it now. I don't want to have to wait through this process for it either.
The patient one: Maybe what I want won't make it to me today, maybe it won't make it to me tomorrow, but I will stand firm in the wait and I will continue to walk in a motivated manner towards my passions and desires and let the One who is in control take over the details of which I cannot control.
Patience breeds optimism. Patience breeds internal joy.
Patience tells you, you know, life is actually a lot more beautiful than my pessimistic mind sometimes makes it out to be.
Little do we know that the process is actually building us up into who we may need to be later down the road. Little do we know that through the process is how our characters are formed; how weaknesses are turned into strengths; how we find and develop our passions.
A bountiful of knowledge cannot be learned in one day.
Relationships cannot be solidified in one day.
Money for travels cannot be saved in one day.
It is a starting point, but the process takes longer, and for that we must divulge in patience. For, how we each know that a life cannot be lived in one day!
Patience. Yes, something I am not great in - but in my weakness, He makes me strong.
Day-by-day I am patiently learning how to live my life in the present, trusting God in the process while still walking in the wait.
And yet, after all that life brings me, I know that one thing is for certain and is it that God is still faithful.
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