I wonder if He gets tired of me. I've come and gone into His life more times than I can count. I ask for patience and oh he's given me patience. Or wait I used to have patience. Now I get irritable when I think of the long wait He has put me through. I ask for strength to get me through the trying times. Looking back its all been trying times. I tire easily and cry. I'm not so sure how much strength I have.
I don't know if I've ever asked for endurance, but I think He has placed that within me.
Today: Like most, I'm trying to figure things out. Sometimes that's day by day, moment by moment, and even breath by breath.