I doodled this today while I waited for a client to arrive...we'd communicated the wrong date to one another so I needed to wait about 20 minutes. Sure, I had other things that needed my attention today and I easily could have been annoyed, but I honestly wasn't. This verse reminds me that being patient isn't just "nice" and a "good" virtue to have, at its root, it's LOVE. While the practical applications of patience might be difficult in the moment, love seems to come a little more naturally.
We're prepping for a rummage sale and while it feels amazing to cleanse ourselves of excess, I can't help but look at the tiny baby clothes and outgrown toys and feel a little sad. I've worked to be present and enjoy each moment, yet it still doesn't seem like enough--time slips by too quickly! In these times I recall Ecclesiastes 3:1...there is a time; a season. God knows how long babies need to be babies and how long big kids need to be big kids...it is mine alone to love them no matter the season.