And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.
In this part of the country, we are very hungry for Spring to arrive. I suppose everyone is looking forward to Spring, but winter's grip seems especially fierce here. We are currently under a snowstorm with bitter cold and more...ice and snow.
The large plastic bin that holds our hats and mittens has been sitting in the entry way since October. I want to put it away.
One of our lambs died in the cold this week. She was fragile and the mama ewe avoided nursing her.
The calendar says that Spring should be here. It's March 23rd, for goodness sake.
I'm eager to plant snow peas, spinach, and lettuce seeds.
But God is trying to teach me *more* about slowing down and being patient. I'm sure of it.
It took ten long months to land my dream job. He saw us through that long *winter* in amazing ways- gift cards that appeared in the mail just when I needed groceries, an unexpected refund from overpayment of property taxes...
I dreamt this week that I hit someone while driving on the road past a group of pedestrians. I had slowed down, but not enough. I woke up with the nagging feeling that "I should have slowed down more. Or just stopped."
I wonder what He would want me to do now, during these last weeks of a long, cold, snowy winter? In what ways can I be more patient?
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