Patience, Abba whispers to my anxious soul.
If January was about celebration, February about rest, March diligence, then April is about patience.
Often-excruciating-seemingly-unnecessary-yet-character-building patience. Yeah, that kind.
During my short stint at a Catholic secondary school (RMGSS, IYKYK), we once had a Holy Spirit-themed mass. I'm sure there's an official Catholic-sounding name for this, but it is buried in the recesses of my mind. At this mass, we had to randomly select two pieces of paper--one with a gift of the Spirit and the other a part of the fruit of the Spirit--out of a basket or something. (My memory of that time is so fuzzy😬).
But guess which (part of the) fruit of the Spirit your girl got? Yep, that's right. Long-suffering. (My fuzzy memory remembers that one clear as crystal).
In hindsight, it's like even then, when I was so decidedly not thinking about God and His plan for my life, He knew me. He so knew me (and very impatient self).
So, patience, it's you and me this April. Let's do this thing.
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