you know when you're in a rush - how everything seems to be moving 10xs slower? Right there - in that moment of wishing my car could become a monster truck and kill all those in my way - is my patience tried.
Today, I failed.
I cursed a little. And every time I did - I gave myself a little lecture.
But then I did it again.
I couldn't find a gas station. My GPS was failing me. I got off on the wrong highway. my pants shrunk. The pump at the gas station didn't work. My car window wouldn't roll up. I forgot my name tag. I ate oreos and then looked at the nutritional label. I was dehydrated. stomach pains.
I wanted to pull my hair out. and then cry. I let God hear me, and yes, He probably heard those few (very few) curse words.
On a lighter note, everything else worked just fine.
"I'm not drowning. I don't need you to save me." thank you Sara
hello french toast and peaches
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