Impatience and Deliverance

• Leaky plumbing and a 3-day wait for a fix.
• A ten-day virus that turned out to be interminable allergy to cedar.

Out of the totality of my life, these two mere occurrences fed the monster of impatience so that it filled all but a bit of space in my life. I was trapped, with no room to breathe.

Then a phone call came from a friend--then another friend--then my daughter--then another friend. The freedom of love swept impatience away.

Coincidence? I think not.

You write it:  When has love set you free?