Patient's patience

I admit that I am NOT a patient person.  I’ve always said that patience is one virtue that I don’t have but one week after being told that I broke my metatarsal,  I've been TRYING my very best to let go of being OC.

This ordeal is hard for someone who loves to walk and hates riding in vehicles especially with the traffic here in Makati.  People who know me are aware how I love to go on walks and to work-out; and how independent I am so the past days of learning to ask for help and be in some ways dependent on others have not been easy and maybe the coming months will not be different.

I’ve been learning to let go of petty things like when my stuff aren’t back at their proper place or how I want my kitchen utensils washed.

 There have been days and nights when I cry out in pain even after taking all my medicines  but I am always reminded how great the Lord is and how He has blessed me with so much.  Once the tears begin to fall, I tell myself that things could have been worse; that maybe this difficult time is a time for me learn how to praise my God more.  My mom keeps telling me that my healing is there and I need to claim it and believe. 

My inspiration these days is the Book of Job.  It reminds me that God allows troubles to happen to His children but we can trust Him.  He is faithful. He won’t allow us to suffer more than we can handle. If there is one thing I am most grateful for in this experience, it’s the opportunity to take my relationship with God to a whole new level.

I’m still praying and hoping that one morning I’d wake up with my foot back to normal. While waiting for it, I pray a prayer of gratitude for all the blessings I’ve received. I am assured of the fact that everybody can also experience His faithfulness in a wonderful, unexpected way.