"We should practice."
"Yes, but not now."
"Hey, when do you want to practice?"
"Later. We'll figure it out."
"Hey, we need to practice."
"I know."
"When are we going to practice?"
"Yes, but not now."
"Hey, when do you want to practice?"
"Later. We'll figure it out."
"Hey, we need to practice."
"I know."
"When are we going to practice?"
What a frustrating week. In general.
Things are piling up, and I am starting to feel like I can't get them done fast enough.
But they will get done.
Classes are becoming more demanding, and show week is too soon.
And I feel like this is the time of the semester when everyone starts to get frustrated with each other too.
And I'm trying so hard not to.
But this week I have done a bad job.
I know everyone is busy and I'm trying to be patient.
With you.
With you guys.
With Singers.
With myself.
But today was the worst.
Traffic was terrible. And the mall was mad crowded.
And we still haven't practiced.
(and I feel annoying.)
And once again, He says,
"You're doing the same thing to me."
You got me.
Things are piling up, and I am starting to feel like I can't get them done fast enough.
But they will get done.
Classes are becoming more demanding, and show week is too soon.
And I feel like this is the time of the semester when everyone starts to get frustrated with each other too.
And I'm trying so hard not to.
But this week I have done a bad job.
I know everyone is busy and I'm trying to be patient.
With you.
With you guys.
With Singers.
With myself.
But today was the worst.
Traffic was terrible. And the mall was mad crowded.
And we still haven't practiced.
(and I feel annoying.)
And once again, He says,
"You're doing the same thing to me."
You got me.
"Hey love, we need to hang out."
"Totally! But I have plans, when I get back though."
"Hey, when do you want to spend time with me?"
"Can't tonight. I'm too tired. Later. We'll figure it out."
"Hey. I love you. We need to talk soon."
"I know."
"Beloved, when are we going to practice?"
I need to practice.
So many things:
keeping my eyes on the Lord.
not blaming others for things that aren't their fault.
love.
trust.
patience.
time management.
swing dancing.
letting go.
After these tests.
After these papers.
After this show.
After these seniors leave.
After I register for the fall.
After texas revue.
After this summer, or next year, or college.
After all of these things, You will remain.
You are all that matters.
You are all that will never change or let me down.
You will never lose your patience.
Or be annoyed by me or get my order wrong or not call or change your mind.
You will never change. You will never leave. You will never disappoint me.
And you will always have time for me.
PRAISE THE LORD.
Thank you for teaching me things.
And thank you for metaphors because they are STINKIN' COOL.
And thank you for grace, because that is way cooler.

"Totally! But I have plans, when I get back though."
"Hey, when do you want to spend time with me?"
"Can't tonight. I'm too tired. Later. We'll figure it out."
"Hey. I love you. We need to talk soon."
"I know."
"Beloved, when are we going to practice?"
I need to practice.
So many things:
keeping my eyes on the Lord.
not blaming others for things that aren't their fault.
love.
trust.
patience.
time management.
swing dancing.
letting go.
After these tests.
After these papers.
After this show.
After these seniors leave.
After I register for the fall.
After texas revue.
After this summer, or next year, or college.
After all of these things, You will remain.
You are all that matters.
You are all that will never change or let me down.
You will never lose your patience.
Or be annoyed by me or get my order wrong or not call or change your mind.
You will never change. You will never leave. You will never disappoint me.
And you will always have time for me.
PRAISE THE LORD.
Thank you for teaching me things.
And thank you for metaphors because they are STINKIN' COOL.
And thank you for grace, because that is way cooler.

1 comment:
you have the most precious, captivating, beautiful heart. what a submissive woman of the Lord you are, haley nicole. i love you.
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