I think we get too caught up in arrival.
We neglect that we are...growing.
We expect that they expect.
Expectations really stiffle sunshine.
We don't have it all together.
We haven't arrived.
We're not in full bloom.
The Son hasn't come back and fully shinned on us.
We're in process.
Is this a license to not grow?
Certaintly not, who would want that?
I want to be beautiful.
I want to be all the magestic things I could be for Him.
But, I don't grow fast, or better if I expect more from myself than...
Where I am.
What I can do.
I only have this much time---
I can only do so much.
And that---is fine.
Not always me, or them, but Him.
Like it or not.
Thank you for your patience.
I hope to extend you the same---honor--
Grow at your own pace.