Aging with Grace

Patience is something I can’t wait to have.

Todd Stocker

On my past birthday, that little voice that whispers in my ear said, “Don’t be concerned about the future. Give it six years. Looking back, you will find there is little reason for concern.” So, a couple of things come into play here. First, in six years, I will have a landmark birthday. I don’t have a lot of time to waste. Second, I have written about patience not being a virtue of mine. Now, I’m told don’t worry, wait six years, it’ll all be fine. Really? Six years?

I believe we all have a voice that speaks to us. Call it intuition, sixth sense, instinct or divine intervention. For me, that little voice is something I shouldn’t ignore. That is a mistake I’ve made many times. You would think there would be a learning curve. Unfortunately, that is not the case.

I know that I receive God’s grace on a daily basis. A walk in the park on a perfect summer morning, a frosty glass of iced tea with a slice of lemon on the rim, a letter from a friend, a book or movie that touches me. I also know I take much of what I receive for granted. So, if God says, “Get back to me in six years and let me know how you feel.” I won’t deny I would like to read the Cliff Notes, but I will wait and trust. Maybe, I’m being taught patience. I could use that.