Patience and bead weaving

My mother in law makes the most beautiful jewelry.

I imagine it takes hours and hours, to pick all the colors, sort the beads, then string them all together with all the different styles and arrangements.

And although I'm not a huge jewelry person, I find her work of art to be beautiful and a testimony towards patience.

I have always known I lack patience.  At to an early age I recognized my lack of patience. I am the last born in my family and always wanted to go first but always ended up going last.  I hate waiting in long lines. And I sometimes spontaneously rush to get the things I want even though I was told to wait. 

I struggle with the verse.. I waited patiently for the Lord.  But I often find myself in that situation.  Learning to be patient isn't something that I enjoy but I'm slowly learning that you can find happiness and even contentment while in a time of waiting. 

So, when I find myself being inpatient, I pull out my jewelery from my mother in law and reminded how beautiful things come out of being patient.

Get it together

I'm 40 now, I really should have my s*** together ... but here I am days before the new year planning out how to get my s*** together ... again.

This year will bring many new things. My first born will graduate high school and move off into the world.  I often ask myself, did I prepare her enough?  Did I screw up along the way?

Then there's my 13 year old son... Is he becoming a godly man? Does he have what it takes to endure adolescence and puberty?  

then I think of all the other things that are even more important than being a mother ... My marriage, my body, my mind, and my soul.  Have I been properly feeding those things?

I like New year's. I like New year's resolutions.  I like having goals.  And I like challenging myself.  And yet I still think I have a long way before I truly have my s*** together.