Miracles in the waiting

There are times when I don't like waiting. Wait, there is no time that I like to wait. One might say I'm impatient. I say it all the time about myself. But I do believe that, "good things come to those who wait." And isn't that what the season of Advent teaches us .. the patience, the anticipation for what is to come?

There is a miracle in waiting. Not just the fact that I'm able to wait, but in the fact of what the waiting brings … and boy, does it provide great return.

The miracle is in the reminding myself that although patience is not my strong suit, it is absolutely worth it … for several reasons. The first of which is relieving myself the stress of worrying while waiting! Secondly is the amazing discovery of what is to come, on its own time!

Miracles!

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