It's so very interesting how patience plays into our care of the soul. Almost two months ago, I left Tulsa Oklahoma, tense and overwhelmed and anxious. Across country moves just seem to impact me in that way. I've done two of them, in my lifetime. And as much as I plan to be calm and take time off in advance, it just doesn't work out that way. There's always something to be concerned about:
So I've been out of work now for almost two months. I didn't plan on that. Just took them a month to have me approved. It's like, really? (They don't manage job contracts as smooth as they used to .)
Okay, so now I'm in this place of much more calm and grace and gratefulness. It seems like no matter the amount of time it took, it took this 'much needed ' time to rest and rejuvenate and re- order my steps.
Everyday I've tried to stop and be grateful for at least one thing, then I'd acquiesce ll over again . And breathe. When I'm anxious and uptight , I tend to forget to breathe , and I tend to forget to express thanks for where I am.
Perspective matters.
I really didn't think I needed this, but apparently my soul knew I needed it. I'm currently in central NY in a beautiful hotel for the past few days - soaking up sunny days and breathing in fresh fall air. Enjoying time as the trees change into their beautiful autumn hues. And I have time to do this, so I'm thankful.
So the next time you're complaining about how long something takes, just stop and think about where's the grace in it. What are you grateful for?
Where does your soul align with the process?
And how much are you frustrating grace in the process?
Receive the good, and abandon the eat that isn't quite helpful.
Selah.
