Confession one: I'm not the most patient person. Ask my mom, or my dad, ask my childhood best friends, ask my best friend, even ask around full-time staff and my fellow Walkies at Camp Eagle, or really anyone who has been in my life the past 3 years, they'll likely tell you I'm not very patient. As expected, God has had me wait as I stretch out toward my goals, but often I'm reminded to slow down, stop and smell the roses, watch the clouds, stargaze, backpack/hike/climb up a mountain, bike down jeep roads and kayak down the river, or even living the ordinary to learn an extraordinary lesson. No city sidewalks for this trailblazer, because city roads head to known places, and I have no idea where I'm going. February, and now March, have tested my ability to trust God and people, but also my patience for God's plan and again, with people. Here's what I learned about …show more content…
I interpreted their words as ignorant and harsh, and honestly, it felt condescending. I felt better only when my mom reminded me to be confident, because as I knew, who knows me better than my mom? Confession two: Taking advice from my peers feels more like positive peer pressure and the result is you're trying to hard. Now, I know, I had to be reminded they did it because of their care for me. Not to sound brash, but most of my young life of 19 I've had many more adult companions/relationships who have been my mom's age or older much because they "got me" better than my peers throughout my entire childhood and young adult years. As a result it puts my peers at a much lower level of expectation for advice and lack of trust. Life lesson, learn from the wise, run from the foolish and live your own life because you run your own business. Obviously God is the manager of your life, but it's the counsel He gives you to run