It takes time to be happy. It takes time to be sad. And time is the envelope that everything is sealed in.
I'm realizing that I need to embrace the fact that patience IS a virtue, regardless of how long it has taken me to agree with this.
I'm growing, and this absorbs time as well. everything I am experiencing right now is purely for me to extract lessons from. And that's how the rest of my life will play out, I'm sure.
I'm growing up, but I'm not naive enough to call myself mature. I doubt I could ever come to claim this.
Last night, I talked for what seemed like hours with Taylor about this. And how we're on the right path by actually thinking, rather than thinking about the concept of though.
Perhaps this doesn't make sense to anyone else, but I know where I am and I'm content with it. I feel as if I'm standing on a hill, and I can't see over the next big hill into the future, but I am reflecting on what I just experienced, as well as the distant past.
I'm happy with what God has revealed to me, and I've realized that this too takes time to unfold itself completely into my life.
For now, I'm going to hold Jesus' hand into wherever He may lead me. I'm learning to trust again, and even grasping the concept of love in a new sense.
I thank God for getting me here, and I praise Him for the promise of a new day, a new chance to be His servant. I'm glad to finally be the personification of His hands doing His work, His tongue mouthing His words.
All in all, I'm honestly doing great at the end of the day.
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