In this world of immediate gratification, I am learning to live with longing.

Not the kind of longing that paralyzes you with fear, but the kind that tells you in the waiting you will find your greatest reward.

The answers won’t arrive with the speed of a freight train. They come slowly, with the pace more akin to that of a meandering  donkey on the road to Bethlehem.

With each sunrise, I open my mouth in prayer, hopeful the answers will come.

I choose with that same prayerful breath to acknowledge the goodness to be had in the waiting.

The growth to be gained from the longing.



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