i am bad at waiting for things: this character weakness of mine is well known.
a beautiful eighteen-days in quebec thus far, but if i could transport home tonight, i think i would. the longer i am away, the farther away the faces i love seem to be. however, i know that in all things, God has perfect timing. impeccable really. He has my days written & the very best plans for me. as silly as it may sound, i believe it applies to “just two more days.” i am constantly reminded to not run ahead of His plans — why wish for home when God has me here? what can i do in this moment, where i am right now with what i have right now? they are good questions. i want to ask them more — about any today i am given.