Somedays I feel like I spend my whole day just waiting. Waiting for my husband and kids. Waiting for the dog. Waiting for packages. Waiting for no one to be looking so I can sneak some chocolate. It can be maddening! But I think if the current me could go back in time and chat with the past me, I’d be happy at how much I’ve grown from all the waiting I have to do. Sometimes we have to admit, God really does know best. ❤
Patience is the game I play
As I wait throughout my day:
For my kids to get along,
To hear again, my favorite song,
Dinner to finish being cooked,
Time to read my library book,
The kids to finish up their school,
The weather outside to finally cool,
For that magical time of day
When little kids nap, and stop their play,
The clothes to finally finish drying,
Entertainment that’s actually edifying,
The traffic light to finally change,
The pillows to not be rearranged,
The dog to finally come on in,
Family Game Night, to finally win,
To finally understand the look
My teenager gives me when I buy more books,
For my package to arrive,
For my plants to finally thrive,
For chores to finally be complete,
Time to vacuum the car’s backseat,
For the answer to my prayers,
For socks to finally keep their pairs,
My husband to finally finish up
The project that he once setup…,
A vacation to finally come my way
That’s actually a relaxing sort of day,
To once and finally comprehend
The Old Testament, and not just pretend,
For a little time to paint,
To make a dinner with no complaints,
For a little peace and quiet,
For chocolate to be an accepted diet.
And while patience is the game I play
As I go throughout my day,
It somehow seems to help me grow,
Increase my knowledge and what I know.
And so, I won’t just up and quit
Even though I just want to sit.
For God must have a greater plan
Then I will ever understand.
And so, I’ll trust in fact He knows
Why I need patience to help me grow.