grateful and patient and grateful

I wonder what Ann Voskamp is like in real life, in person.  Because in her writing, she is someone I want to spend time with.  A lot of time.  I want to soak up her wisdom, her countenance, her love, gratitude, grace, patience.  I know it’s not hers, it’s His, and therefore it can be mine, too.  Today, all I have for you is this:  when you are finding it hard to be patient. Read this now. Don’t believe me? Here’s a taste:

And it strikes me, an epiphany over the fry of bubbling pancakes, “Love is only patient if it’s first grateful for what is.

When I am not patient?  My failure to love is first a failure to be grateful for who people are right now.

Patient people dare to gratefully accept people where they are. Grateful for who they are now, appreciative of works of art not yet finished, but still deeply loved.

I think I get it, the order of love, the preeminence of patience — love is patient first. Because it first is grateful for what is.

Not my words.  But what I’m soaking in, today.  And I’m grateful for lazy, super-hot mornings, with books piled high on my bed with the little ones tucked in between pillows and friends.  Thankful for freshly ground peanut butter and buttery french baguettes.  Grateful for the air-conditioning that is all “Little Engine that Could” around here.  Thankful for grilling outdoors, in summertime joy, with those I love.   And I’m going to work extra hard at being grateful for the tender-hearted boy who is scared by the sound of his hard working air-conditioner tonight, when evening darkens our house and I have lost sight.


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