At lunch time, Jenny & I ventured out across the parking lot to a sunny little patch of grass near a tree. We put on our sunglasses, rolled up our jeans and layed in the sunshine. We talked a lot about life, and relationships, and timing. We talked about how hard it is to have the patience to wait for things to happen when they are supposed to, rather than when we wish they would. We all want different things, we are all reaching for different destinations, and sometimes the road we must travel to get there is different than the path we originally envisioned. Sometimes the destination is different, too.
I think I've been learning this lesson lately. I've thought about it, prayed about it, tried to wrap my brain around it. It all comes back to patience. How do I cultivate the patience I need to let my moments come when they are supposed to, rather than when I wish they would? How do I trust that the good things that pass me by, might lead to better things somewhere down the road?
Yesterday, while visiting with a few ladies in my ward, my visiting teaching companion offered some perfect advice. "Life isn't a sprint, she said, it's a marathon. Every thing we achieve in life comes after moments and moments of failure. We get up everyday and try our best and everyday we fail a little bit, until one day when we finally realize that all that failure has become success."
G didn't get the job I wrote about a while ago. We were sad and discouraged when we found out. Like I mentioned before, the job would have brought on some happy changes for our family. We thought it was what we needed and we prayed for it all to work out. But, for whatever reason, it simply didn't and suddenly our plan had been torn out from under us all over again. At first, it felt a little bit like failure.
But after a while...After we'd had some time to sit and think and process and consider. After we were discouraged and upset. After all the dust had settled and our torn up plans found their way back down to the ground. Back down to square one. After all of that was over, we finally saw a new plan. Suddenly, right in front of us, was a new destination.
We didn't get what we wanted. But maybe, what we wanted wasn't really what we needed. Maybe someone else saw something different for us. Maybe someone else saw something