Or rather, I should say, I’m experiencing reluctant surrender.

I’ve been assured that my life isn’t my own and I guess I’m coming to terms with this. God has the reins. After an hour on the phone with a wise friend of mine, she reminded me that this is a good thing and that not understanding life as we know it is just reality (in far more words, I assure you). I’d love to say that, yes, this concept clicked in my mind and I’m completely at peace with the topsy-turvy nature of my days, but that’s far from true! Ha.

I’m also realizing that the theme of my summer is the learning of patience. Don’t ask me why I’m learning this virtue so late in life, but it just seems it’s smacking me of the face currently. *sigh* I look forward to the day when I get to look back on this time and say, “Wow, don’t you know it, that was a growing time for me. I was really challenged to change during that time.” You have no idea how many times I am able to do that reflecting on my time spent in France and I count that a blessing. I guess that I have to be patient for that time!

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