patience

I’m tired of waiting for justice. But I am learning to face a world coming to an end with the gift of God who is World Without End.

I want to be able to take my days and transform them into beauty. This fall in Chicago, it has felt like time is running out.

It’s about “long obedience,” not idleness or selflessness.

The mare pulled the meniscus in her knee. This left my nurse with a tough choice.

Air travel—perhaps paradoxically—tutors us in patience, a practice in short supply in today's world.

Patience is not one of my virtues, as those closest to me know. I want answers now, clarity now, unresolved issues settled now, anxiety lifted now.