Patience is my least favorite lesson. . .

Long, long ago in a land where the Spears once lived called Atlanta, a lady told me that I should NEVER, NEVER pray for patience. What a smart lady she was. Too bad I had already prayed for it EVERY DAY since Jon Thomas was 18 months old! Well since that glorious day when I prayed that little prayer, the Lord has been faithful to answer it - which means that He has been faithful to put me into situations where I am required to learn PATIENCE.

Lately, my patience training has really moved into the endurance phase with this whole mission board application. It's a huge rush to fill out forms and forms and forms that describe (in a little too much detail) your entire life and that of your children AND then WAIT six to eight weeks for an answer! Wow! Really working on the ol' patience there, huh! AND take note here that their answer might be MORE WAITING!

All our plans are currently on hold as we WAIT on our preliminary medical clearance to come through. I am continuing to try and lose weight as that is probably going to be our biggest obstacle in getting aforementioned medical clearance. As you read this, remember me - from the good 'ol days when we used to go to the park and Chic Fil A. Try not to get to know the 'now me' who is chronically calorie deprived, trying to answer 1200 questions (literally) about the health history of myself and the dudes while doing it all with PATIENCE.