I'm definitely not happy with my results,
but I tried to not be the perfectionist that I am.
I think I'm learning to not take myself so seriously.
I mean where is the fun in life if you are always striving?
I'm never going to grasp perfection.
I'm still going to put effort in. I'm still going to try.
But I want to have a little fun. I think that's a good balance.
I typically paint in layers. Today wasn't different.
After each layer is finished it needs to dry.
This means I need to be patient enough to let it dry.
A couple times I dipped my brush in the paint and smeared it on the canvas and it blurred.
I didn't wait long enough. I had to set the brush down again and wait.
I feel like I'm always learning another aspect of patience.
I remember living in Hawaii and how it was actually a struggle for me.
Everyone there was typically 20-30 minutes late guaranteed.
It frustrated the heck out of me, because I enjoy being early on right on time.
I felt like I was always waiting.
There are other aspects in my life that waiting has played its part in.
School is my personal waiting enemy.
It seems like every time I seem to get far enough to just about finish there is a road block or speed bump that throws me off course.
Here we go again, take 34. Recalculating route.
If only I had a GPS to throw me right back in the game.
I am starting to really get sick of waiting for the pain to go away.
I'm tired of waiting for results.
I'm done waiting for better days, and to wake up feeling good.
I want to eliminate the waiting.
I know if I did that though I would miss out on some sort of lesson.
Some sort of trust, patience, learning process or life skill that I need.
But, in all honesty I just wanna be like hey, I got this. I'm set.
I'm glad I'm not in control of painting my life picture.
I'd probably give up.
I'm glad God has enough patience for me, and sees all the possibilities.
I guess I just need to let the paint dry in between.
Love.
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