Friday, May 11, 2018


I don’t enjoy waiting. I don’t enjoy waiting on pretty much anything. But the past couple of I have found myself wanting to tell people to hurry up because I was tired of waiting on them.

I find myself waiting at the doctors office. I don't really want to be at the doctors office sometimes annual physicals seem so pointless. I wait to get in, then I have to wait once I get past the waiting room? I mess with my phone, and think to myself how did we spend time waiting before all of this technology? What would I be doing? I would be thinking where is that doctor? Oh, yeah, I'm thinking that anyway.

Then I have to go to the gas station, somehow I picked the busiest time of day to go get gas. I blame it all on having to wait on the doctor. I finally, get the gas I need.

Then today, I go to a sale, a huge sale. It's a plant sale. It's a fund raiser for the local botanical gardens. It is packed. I grab a bunch of plants. I get in the line. It's a long line. And the lady tells me I have to go get in another line to be tallied up. And then I have to go to the back of the line again. I groaned. But what do you do? The plants were really great, and the prices were pretty awesome too! I wait to be tallied, and as I turn to go back to the end of the line a lady grabs my arm and says get in line in front of us. I thought God has answered my prayer. I didn't have to spend all of my time waiting today.

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