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The Time Is Now, So Don’t Wait

There are events or seasons in our life when the time is now and waiting for later won’t work.

The time is now so don't wait

It was a big birthday for me a few weeks ago, and I have to say that my family came through in a big way.

I’ve played the guitar for years – forty years, in fact. But during those years of playing, there were a lot of wasted years. 

I began by learning three chords and a few songs. Over the span of a year, I added a few more chords so that I could play a bunch more songs. 

Then I stopped learning. I got stuck playing the same chords. 

I didn’t practice and only pulled out my guitar when I needed to play at church. My fingers would get so raw every time. 

I was a guitarist who didn’t have calluses on his fingers and basically that’s not a guitarist. 

That was my guitar experience for the first thirty-six years. I was a guy with one year of guitar under his belt, spread over thirty-six years. 

Then I retired and decided to take some guitar lessons to see if I could improve. 

In the last four years my guitar playing has improved hundreds of percentages over the previous thirty-six years. 

And just so you don’t think I’ve reached some guitar guru status, I’ve only scratched the surface. There is still way more that I can’t do on the guitar than I can do.

But the difference now is that I’m learning and I’m playing every day. At my age, however, the learning comes slowly. 

I’m not progressing like a young kid, and certainly not as fast as I would like to. But slowly I’m make a little progress.

That brings me to my big day. 

Several weeks ago my wife, Lily, and I were driving up to our cottage and a conversation popped up about guitars. 

I’ve only had acoustic guitars for the last four decades. Lily asked if I’d ever thought of getting an electric guitar like our son has.

I had never said anything to her about electric guitars so she was shocked when I told her that some day I wanted to get a Fender Telecaster.  

As she probed further, she found out I knew a few things about them, how much they cost, the colour I wanted among other things. 

Lily was astounded by all this and commented, “You’ve never said anything about this before!” 

My reply was, “I didn’t think I was ready for an electric guitar and that it was something for down the road.”

Then she laughed, “When were you thinking of getting one? When you’re 80?!”

And that is when it dawned on me that the time is now. If I’m going to get an electric guitar, this is the season. There’s no point in waiting. 

I didn’t know it at the time, but Lily came to the same conclusion and several weeks later I was holding my new Fender Telecaster. 

The time IS now, and now I just have to learn how to “shred”.

Here’s the thing: When it comes to spiritual things, God says the time is now. You can looking it up in 2 Corinthians 6:2. The writer states that your time for salvation isn’t some distant time from now. It’s not tomorrow or next week. The time is now. If you have not placed your faith in Christ for salvation, I would encourage you that this is the season for you. Now is the time! 

That’s Life!

Paul

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Time Is A Curious Thing

It seems curious to me that sometimes we get more done when we have less time at our disposal. 

Time is a curious thing

Obviously we need time to get things done, but more time doesn’t always translate into getting more done.

I’ve been writing this blog for fourteen years now. When I was working I had a very limited amount of free time to write my blog posts. Still, for the first eight years, I was religious about writing those posts, two a week. 

With my work schedule, the only time I had to write was Monday morning on my day off and early Saturday morning before my day got going. I wrote and published over eight hundred posts to my blog during those years.

In 2020 when COVID hit, life for most of us changed … and for some curious, unknown reason I started writing fewer posts. I only published one post per week. 

I continued that pattern until I retired in 2023. Then I had all the time in the world to write. Forget about writing just on Monday mornings or early on Saturdays; I didn’t have to restrict writing to my day off because every day was now a day off.

I could write every day, in the morning, afternoon or evening. I could tailor my schedule around writing or squeeze my writing into my schedule … a schedule that mostly focused on doing one main thing a day. 

However – and this is a curious thing – instead of becoming a more prolific writer, I could barely write two posts a month. 

And from there it only got worse. 

A month would go by – sometimes more than a month – and I’d have written no posts.

The question I’ve been pondering, and I’m sure you are curious about too, is what happened? 

How could I go eight years consistently writing and then be so inconsistent the last six years? “Sporadic” is the word that comes to mind when I consider my writing since I’ve retired.

But there is only one word that answers the curiosity of why this has happened, and that word is “discipline”.

You see, when I was working I didn’t have much time at my disposal to write, so I had to discipline myself. I had to fit my writing into small windows of time each week. 

But when time was not constrained, I had no discipline. 

We truly need time to get things done. But the key factor is not time; it is discipline. 

I’ve proved that it doesn’t matter how much time you have. Without discipline the amount of time you have doesn’t matter. 

Maybe it’s not time that’s a curious thing, but rather discipline. 

Discipline trumps time because discipline will get you to accomplish what vast amounts of time never will.

… I’m hoping I can discipline myself to keep writing these posts each week from here on in. 

Here’s the thing: If you are going to have a relationship with God, it will take discipline. You will find a thousand reasons why you don’t have time to read your Bible and another thousand reasons you’re too tight on time to pray. There will be all kinds of scheduling issues that could prevent you from serving the Lord in some capacity. First, place your faith in Jesus Christ as your Saviour and Lord and then pray for discipline. Kind of curious, isn’t it?

That’s Life,

Paul

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Linger Longer To Impact Relationships More

I think we need to linger more in order to enrich our lives. 

linger longer to impact relationships more

When I grew up playing hockey, my routine was to get into the dressing room late. I would have just enough time to put on my equipment and get onto the ice. At the end of the game, I would do the reverse. I would change quickly and be the first one out of the dressing room.

I think I have carried that practice into other areas of my life. 

But I hope to change that if I can. 

I don’t know how many golf games I’ve played with friends where we didn’t linger after the game. It seemed that there was always somewhere we had to be next. Whether that was getting home for dinner or to a meeting, there always seemed to be a bit of a rush to leave the course. 

That’s not the way it always was though. 

I remember playing golf with the same buddies at 7:20 Saturday mornings. When we finished we would sit in the club house and talk about our game and life for another hour.

I didn’t realize how much I missed that part of the game. I say that like lingering in the club house is part of the golf game because there is something to that. 

You see, by lingering after a game you savour the time you spent together knocking balls into holes.

Later I regularly played with another group of friends. We had a standing Thursday night 9 holes … or more if we could still see the ball.

Afterwards we went to McDonald’s for ice cream cones or sundaes. What we were doing is lingering.

I realized that I enjoyed that part as much as I enjoyed playing golf with those guys. 

There really is something to this lingering. You miss something in the connection when you don’t linger. 

This reflection of mine started this week because a friend called me up. He knew Lily was away and wondered if I wanted to have dinner together.

We had some extra time before we were ready to eat so we met at my house, talked for a while, then picked up a pizza and came back to my house. 

We just hung out. And that’s what lingering is. It enriches a relationship. 

We hang out lots as kids, but somewhere in adulthood we forget or get too busy to hang out, to linger. 

Today I played hockey. I got there a little late and had to quickly get ready. That’s my style. But after the game, I was the last one to leave the dressing room. I lingered. 

And that is where connections are made.

Here’s the thing: Sometimes people wonder why they don’t feel all that close to God, to the point where they wonder if He is even all that close. I can tell you one thing, if you linger with God, that’s when you find your relationship with Him is enriched. You won’t wonder why God doesn’t feel close; you will experience His presence in rich and meaningful ways. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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Neglecting Things Is More Than A Time Issue

I’ve been thinking lately that I need to make more time for some things I have been neglecting. 

neglecting things is more that a time issue

… Actually, it would be nice if I could make more time, like take some electricity, insert it into a vacuum and somehow – poof! – have some extra time that no one else had, just personal time for me.

But that wouldn’t work. I’m sure there are a few more ingredients I’d have to add to “make time”.

Even with more personal time, it wouldn’t necessarily mean that I would use it for something I’ve been neglecting. I proved that this weekend. 

I had some time alone because Lily was away. But instead of using some of that time to focus on things I’ve been neglecting, I worked more.

I worked on a few things that I probably wouldn’t have if Lily had been home. I certainly would not have worked as late if she had been here. 

So making time for something I’ve neglected does not move me to action. 

Time is not my only issue. I also need the will to do something. 

I need to be motivated to do the things I’ve neglected. 

Motivation is what gets you off the couch and on your feet. It comes from a vision inside you of what could be. 

Motivation isn’t a pie-in-the-sky kind of vision; it is a realistic vision that you believe can be realized. 

Motivation is not fantasy.

For me, to get to those things I’ve neglected, I need to think about them – even for a brief moment – to get an image in my mind of what could be. 

With time and motivation, I could tackle anything I have been neglecting.  

… Yet I did have time and I did have some motivation this weekend. Still I didn’t get to some things I have been neglecting. So there must be something else that keeps me from getting to my neglected items. 

I think I know what it is. 

There is another element that will take the time I have and the vision in my mind and put them together. It is opportunity. 

Some people say you make your own opportunities, but that is not always correct. Sometimes there are outside forces that either provide opportunities or don’t. 

This weekend I thought about flying my drone. It had been over a month since I had last flown it. I had time and, certainly with Lily away, I could make time to get out and drone. 

Motivation is not usually an issue for me because I can easily envision what kind of video to create from the drone shots I take. 

But there has to be opportunity. Though the time was available and I was motivated, the weather didn’t provide the opportunity. 

I hope it won’t be too long before these three things come together and I can get out there and fly.

Here’s the thing: God has graciously given us time to discover He is worthy of our worship. By sending His Son to die for our sins and forgive us, God has given us opportunity to worship Him, for we cannot really worship God without being forgiven. And what about motivation? When you observe the beauty and intricacies of this created world and realize God’s loving act of forgiveness and sacrifice for us, that should motivate us to worship and love Him in return. … You have the time, motivation and opportunity to know and worship God – it’s time to act.

That’s Life!

Paul

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Your Time Has Boundaries That Change

There are certain things you will do no matter what time it is. But what I have found is that what you will do at any time can change.

your time has boundaries that change

Here is an example of what I’m talking about: When I was in my teens, if someone said, “Paul, we have ice at 2:00 am Saturday morning,” my response would be, “I’ll be there. What arena?” 

At that stage in my life, it didn’t matter what time of day or night I would play hockey. I was on call 24/7. 

But that is not how I feel about playing hockey today. I still love playing just as much as I did back then, but now I have limits – or should I say boundaries – as to when I will play.

For years guys have asked me if I wanted to play hockey on their teams. My answer has always been the same: I don’t like playing the late games. 

Adult hockey usually starts at 8:00 pm in the evening and by the time you get home it’s 10:00 or 10:30 pm. 

But that’s not all. When you get home that late after playing hockey, you are still wired. You can’t just flop on your bed and fall asleep. You have to unwind for a while. That means you are not getting to bed until 11:30 pm or 12:00 am.

If you have to get up in the morning, it’s a killer. 

And then think about the games that start at 9:00, 10:00 pm or later. 

I once played an 11:30 game, got cut and needed to go after the game to the hospital for stitches. The emergency was empty that night but I still got home at about 3:00 am. 

Not much sleep to go on to teach Sunday school the next day … or should I say, later that morning. 

So now when someone says to me, “Hey Paul, we have ice. You want to play?” I respond with, “What time?”

I won’t do late any more.

It’s true with a lot of things. I will do it in keeping with the boundaries I’ve set. 

But just the other day I threw out the boundaries and agreed to get my hair cut whenever a time was available. 

I would not normally book a haircut in the morning. I usually have things already scheduled then. But when you haven’t had a haircut for 3 1/2 months, you are willing to take any appointment. 

I called my barber at the first of the week and he hemmed and hawed. I told him it didn’t have to be that day, and he responded with “I realize that”. He paused a few more seconds and then said, “How early do you get up? How about 7:00 am Saturday?”

I didn’t even flinch. “I’ll be there,” I replied. It was like the guy had booked a sheet of ice. 

I’d get up to play hockey at 7:00 am on a Saturday. It turns out I’d get up to get my hair cut at 7:00 am too. 

… Well, not always.

Here’s the thing: When something is really important to you, you will change your schedule, make exceptions and do what you have to do in order to accommodate that important thing. Well, consider your relationship with God. If He is important to you, what lengths will you go to in order to spend time with Him? I hope you can respond, “I’ll be there”.

That’s Life!

Paul

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It Really Was 24 Hours

This morning I’m writing about 24 hours – not the TV show, “24 Hours”, that starred Kiefer Sutherland; I never watched that series. 

I’m writing about a 24 hour period of time. 

We get these every day, and spend some of that time working, relaxing, shopping, playing and, of course, sleeping. 

On Wednesday Lily and I left Madrid, Spain on an Air Canada flight to Toronto. We left just after 1 pm in the afternoon, Madrid time. 

We arrived in Toronto at about 3 pm in the afternoon, Toronto time. That sounds like it was a pretty short trip, but when you do the math and factor in the six hour time difference, it was an 8 hour flight. Three in the afternoon in Toronto is nine at night in Spain.

Our day had started at 6 am at a hotel by the Madrid airport. Lil and I exercised, had breakfast, packed and headed to the airport. 

By the time we landed in Toronto, got through customs and were picked up by my brother to go back to his house where we had left our vehicle, it was getting close to dinner time. 

We caught up with my brother and sister in-law and at about 7 pm left for home.

For Lily and I, it was really 12:30 am by then. 

We can normally make it home in about two and a half to three hours, but the roads were bad. It was snowing, the roads were greasy, and the traffic on the 401 was heavy.

It took us about four hours to get home, sometimes traveling as slow as 50 kms per hour. 

That meant that for Lily and I, we had been up for over 22 hours. By the time we unpacked and got ourselves into bed, we’d been up for almost 24 hours.

Lil actually cheated a little because she slept for part of the drive home, but that was the first all-nighter I’d pulled in years.

That’s not to say I’m unfamiliar with them, though. 

I remember being up all night with friends back in high school – usually we were up to no good.

In college I would regularly have to pull all-nighters to get a paper done on time. 

And when I was a youth pastor, we would have all night events. That’s right, on purpose we would have high school students stay up all night. We thought that was fun back then. Well, the students thought it was fun; the leaders, not so much. 

I had one leader who finally declared she was not doing the all night events any more. Lily later pulled the same trick and blamed it on the fact that she had two little kids at home who needed her.

Needless to say, it’s been a long while since I failed to sleep for a 24 hour period of time. 

The crazy thing about this time was that I never felt like I had hit the wall. I never had that jittery, crummy feeling that you get when you go without sleep.

Here’s the thing: I’ve had enough experience staying up all night to know what it feels like. I’ve also driven when I’m tired and know what that feels like to keep your eyes on the road. God gives us what we need, and I needed to stay awake until I got home despite being up for 24 hours. When my head hit the pillow, however, I think I was asleep in under a minute. … God graciously gives us what we need when we need it. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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We Buy Time With The Meaningless

People often use pat answers and lines to buy themselves some time in responding to a request … but those words mean nothing.

We’ve probably all done it. … Someone asks us to pass something or come here, and we answer, “Yes. Give me a second.” 

What do we mean by “a second”? … because really that second is over by the time we’ve said it and we don’t yet intend on making good on the request. 

My wife, Lily, uses the phrase all the time, “Just give me a minute”.  I’ve heard it so much, I don’t want to hear that phrase ever again. 

The other day while we were in the car, I was telling her something while she was responding to a text. She said, “Just give me a minute.” 

So I paused the conversation. I waited. We went through two traffic lights before she was done. … I should say, we stopped at two red lights, waited until they were green, and kept driving before she responded. 

I started to do some calculating. When Lily says, “just give me a minute” she really means give me 15 minutes. 

Now in the Bible there is a verse that says, “With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day.” (2 Peter 3:8) 

So I started to do some calculations in my head … 

If her one minute is like 15 minutes, and there are 60 minutes in an hour and 24 hours in a day … that means one day to Lily is like 15 days! 

And then a whole bunch of things started to make sense to me. 

She is never late for anything, even when I wait for her at the door for 5 or 10 minutes before we leave. In her mind she’s early – she’s still 140 minutes early! 

And another thing that I understand now is when she can’t remember something we talked about, something she was even passionate about the day before. 

For her that conversation was over two weeks ago! No wonder she can’t remember it. Who could remember word for word something from that long ago? 

I thought she needed to do more Sudukos to keep her mind sharp. But her mind is like a razor when she can recall something I promised to do earlier in the day – that’s about four days ago to her and she still snapped that promise back to me in a flash. 

Here I was criticizing her and she’s really a superwoman. 

The downside to this new revelation that I’ve been given is when I come home from work, suffering from a little hypoglycemia, and usually a little “hangry” by the time I walk through the door. 

When I then ask if dinner is ready and Lily says, “Just give me a minute”, I know it’s going to be forever before I eat … and I will be dead by then.

I can’t see any way that I benefit from this new discovery. So for my own self-preservation I have to declare her phrase of “just give me a minute” as meaningless. 

Here’s the thing: God can operate outside of time. So when things don’t seem to be working the way we would like them to, in the time frame that we are subjected to, and have subjected them to, we know that God can still bring the very best outcome because He’s not restricted by time. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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I Wish I Could Expand Time

Time never expands but the things we do often expand to take up more time than we think.

We can’t add to time, but we can plan less so that we end up with time to spare.

But really, who does that? Not many people. Most people run late because they try to do more than they can get done in the time given them.

We think we can do things in “X” amount of time but most often we miscalculate, or something interrupts to eat away at the time we have.

It’s sort of like cracks on the road. Water gets in them and then freezes. The frozen water expands, overfills the crack and eventually breaks up the pavement, creating potholes.

That’s what happens to our time. It’s like a crack that gets filled up but then whatever fills it expands past the time we have.

The other day I was working on a project that I gave the whole day to. I finished the main part of the project well under the time I had allotted.

But after the main part was finished, there were other parts of the project that also needed to be done, like PowerPoint presentations, online notes, and presentation notes.

I had a lot of time to get them done by the end of the day though. So I was feeling pretty good about myself. I felt like the pressure was off and I might even surprise my wife, Lily, by getting home early.

But later in the afternoon things started to expand. I also didn’t account for my drop in energy so I wasn’t accomplishing tasks at the same rate I had been in the morning.

But worse than that, one task expanded to fill up the time I had left. I never saw it coming. I never accounted for it.

I was in the the last stages of my afternoon. I don’t usually listen to music while I work because it’s a distraction to me; I think better when it’s quiet.

But the work I was doing didn’t require much thinking, mostly performing rote tasks that I have been doing each week for years.

So I turned some music on. Sure it would slow me down, but I still had lots of time, more time than I needed … until I couldn’t find a picture I wanted for my presentation.

I looked and looked and it literally took a half hour to find the picture I needed. And then I only found it by fluke in my email trash bin.

That one little thing had expanded past my allotted time. When I left for home, I still had one task undone; I hadn’t even started it.

Time doesn’t change, and though we plan and organize our day to live within the confines of the time we have, things seem to expand to the point that they overwhelm our time.

Here’s the thing: What I have also found true is that when you take time to worship God, your worship expands to overfill the time you set aside for it. This happens because you are relating and dialoging with the Lord, and good relationships take time – often more than we realize. So whatever time you set aside for God, know that if you are truly developing your relationship, you will eventually have to increase the time you allot for God.

That’s Life!

Paul

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This Time Change Is Really Affecting My Rhythm

I never really noticed how the time change affected me before, but my sleeping sure has been altered in the last two nights.

I like the fall change because you get an extra hour of sleep … or at least that’s the theory.

In reality, it’s a license to stay up an hour longer … but even that turns into more like two hours.

So I actually get less sleep but only half as much less sleep than if I had stayed up two hours later the night before the time change.

I usually like to get to bed early on Saturday night because I have to preach the next morning. I don’t know why, but this Saturday night I was wide awake, so I stayed up a little longer than I should have.

For some crazy reason, however, I woke up way earlier than normal – at 4:30 a.m.! And I’m not that guy who gets up by my internal clock. I need an alarm or I would keep sleeping.

I just lay there going over my sermon in my head. By the time 6 a.m. rolled around and it was time to get up, I had basically rehearsed my whole sermon in my mind.

If you’re doing the math, no, I don’t preach for an hour and a half; there were gaps and times I struggled to remember what came next.

Surprisingly, when I got up, I didn’t feel tired or like I hadn’t gotten much sleep that night. I did, however, take a rather long nap Sunday afternoon.

I thought it was a fluky thing until this morning. Again I woke up very early, and again I rolled around in bed, this time without a sermon to keep my mind occupied.

I thought of random things for about an hour until my alarm went off and it was time for me to get up.

Now I’m thinking that the time change has affected my sleeping patterns and I hoping it won’t last too long.

I also found out that this time change is a lot more dangerous than I ever imagined it would be.

It turns out there are more accidents on the roads the Monday after a time change.

And then there are the physical problems! Apparently studies show there are more heart attacks, strokes are more frequent, and cases of depression and Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) also rise.

… Not to mention headaches for those who suffer from them.

They say it all has to do with our circadian rhythm being disrupted. Your circadian rhythm regulates your 24-hour internal clock and it does it based on light.

I don’t know much about all that stuff but I want my rhythm back before something disastrous happens!

Here’s the thing: There are many things that can disrupt your walk with God. It might be sleep, it could be sin, or it could be some distraction that you are focussing on. My advice is to stick with a routine of meeting with God, continue to confess your sin, keep praising Him, keep looking into the scriptures for what He’s saying to you. You will get your rhythm back. Check out what Jesus said in Matthew 11:28-30 (The Message by Eugene Peterson); its all right there:

“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”

That’s Life!

Paul

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I Was Stuck At This Red Light Forever

The other night I was stuck at a red light for an inordinate amount of time.

I was on my way to our cottage for my yearly planning retreat. On one stretch of highway, that is only one lane in each direction, there was work being done on a bridge.

I don’t know what it is with little bridges but they seem to be the hardest things in the world to fix. It takes months and months and, in some cases, years to repair them.

This bridge is no exception., I think they could build a huge suspension bridge over a vast canyon quicker than completing the repair work to this bridge.

With the work being done on the bridge, it is down to one lane … That’s it! – one lane for traffic going in both directions.

This bridge is maybe only 30 feet in length, but it completely controls the traffic flow.

When I got to the bridge, and saw about 10 vehicles ahead of me, I naturally thought we would get our chance to cross the bridge in no time.

At first I didn’t even put the car in park; I just kept my foot on the brake. I didn’t think this would take long at all.

Boy was I wrong! The cars coming the other way just kept coming. The worst part was there were breaks in the traffic.

Seven, eight or nine cars would pass by going south and then there would be nothing. Every time there was a break, I thought, “Okay, the light changed and now it’s our turn to go.”

No. Just when I thought it would be time for us to start moving, I would see headlights coming from the other direction and another 10, maybe 12 cars, would drive by.

Ten minutes we waited with no sign that we were going to get a green light in the next little while … or month!

But there was a sign of hope.

Just a few yards ahead of me was a gravel road. I quickly looked at the maps on my phone and made a real fast decision to cut out of the line and take a detour.

No one else was doing it but I thought, “Someone has to start it up.”

I cut out of the line and made a break for it. The detour took me about 10 minutes but I came out well beyond the traffic interruption.

When I got to the crossroads to join up with the original highway I had been on, there was a stop light and I had to make a left turn.

As I waited for the light to turn green – because, of course, there was no way I would get a green light when I approached the intersection – I noticed a truck pass by.

I had a suspicion that I’d seen that truck before.

After I got back on the highway, and caught up to the traffic, I was sure it was the same truck. … And I was in the exact same position behind the truck as I was when we had been stuck at the light.

I didn’t gain one inch.

Here’s the thing: Impatience gets us to act, but sometimes our actions don’t really do us any good. When we are impatient with God, our impatience can lead us to take action that just gets in the way of what God is doing. It might delay things further or worse, it could set us back. Wait on God and don’t let your impatience cause you to try to circumvent God’s plan.

That’s life!

Paul

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