I’ve never been much good at waiting. OK; I hate waiting. Checkout lines, congested traffic, crowded doctors’ offices, busy restuarants, all can raise my blood pressure.
I don’t like waiting because it wastes my time, and, if I’m going to waste time, I want to choose what I’m wasting it on. But the Bible says waiting can be good, even necessary.
Writers have to wait. Rarely do we write a winner on the first, second or even third draft. Waiting is a vote for the future. It says if I stay at this long enough, even though I don’t seem to be getting anywhere, it will work out. Waiting might even have made it better.
I hope so because I’ve been at this computer much too long tonight.