Yesterday as I was beginning to pack up my room, I was overwhelmed. As I looked around at the massive loads of STUFF I began to get impatient (me? shocking I know). I thought to myself what is the point in taking an hour to properly pack. So I did the dumb thing and threw all the clothes in the suitcase and realized : oops I have a lot more clothes that I can't fit because I wasn't patient enough to stop and pack. You may wonder why i'm sharing this story but in the midst I discovered something about myself. I don't have patience and endurance. I tend to teeter totter these days because I can't stand the waiting. I get frustrated because I don't understand its purpose..why would God put off tomorrow what he could do today? There's a mystery in it that blogging won't discover but I know there is purpose just like there is purpose in taking TIME to pack to get everything in there, there is purpose in waiting/preparation. I broke out some old soap today that I haven't used since the end of the summer/beginning of the year and the smell instantly reminded me of summer, brazil, the place I was in and it makes my heart ache. But we can't go back..all we have is today!

Hebrews 6:11-12 "We want each of you to show this same diligence to the very end, in order to make your hope sure. We do not want you to become lazy, but to imitate those who through faith and patience inherit what has been promised."