'and i aint even gonna front.'
point being that little phrase is so true. i just need to get my mind right.
i loathe being patient. so much. but, there is something beautiful to this waiting/patience. (and i'm captain obvious, apparently.) but it's something i've been fleeing from. absolutely fleeing in sheer terror. and i'm finally beginning to embrace it. and suddenly there's this overwhelming sense of adventure. this knowing that everything is about to be so good. but more than that... that everything IS so good. right here. right now. the process. as hard as it is. it's like running...building endurance. and i'm staying the course. and workin it out. but i'm not going to get there constantly thinking about how crap it is and how out of breath i am. you just keep breathing and start singing. run to your favourite song and it becomes a dance. and you can't stop yourself if you try. it's getting a new perspective. seeing the world through the eyes of hope.
Look at the night skies: Who do you think made all this? Who marches this army of stars out each night, counts them off, calls each by name—so magnificent! so powerful!— and never overlooks a single one? Why would you ever complain or whine, saying,"God has lost track of me. He doesn't care what happens to me"? Don't you know anything? Haven't you been listening? God doesn't come and go. God lasts. He's Creator of all you can see or imagine.
He doesn't get tired out, doesn't pause to catch his breath. And he knows
everything, inside and out. He energizes those who get tired, gives
fresh strength to dropouts. For even young people tire and drop out, young folk in their prime stumble and fall. But those who wait upon God get fresh strength. They spread their wings and soar like eagles, They run and don't get tired, they walk and don't lag behind. [isaiah. 40.27-31]
oh my my. oh heck yes!