Let me begin with a little squirrel talk. Our dog, Jack, loves to chase squirrels and yet has never caught one. He never loses his love for the chase but I wonder if he gets frustrated with himself?
I think we can often recognize when we lose our patience with others, but do we see the extra needed patience with ourselves? Someday, I want to just run out the door on a moment's notice without a checklist of health issues. If I am impatient with myself, it usually comes back to bite me. Like if I ignore a cough before going somewhere, it'll get worse and cause me to leave early. Patience with myself has been learned, but yet never mastered. Waiting is better than rushing, or so I have found.
I am overwhelmed by God's patience with me. I think we should be understanding with our flaws and imperfections within us because God is.
