She stared at me with her great big eyes, and then it stared at me, too. With a rope between them, I wondered who had hold of whom? All these years I had seen only an angel dragging a turtle along, but today... well, today I saw something different: the angel isn't the patient one. It is the turtle that is the patient one, and he's the one with the rope around his neck. He's roped to that cute little lady, and he patiently goes along with "whatever". Oh, my! What he has to put up with would astound you and crack the shell on your back: if you had one!
So today, I am pondering what I do to others, the ones that are tied to me. I'm not so sure it's a pretty picture, but what is beautiful is their patience. Blessed... I am so blessed.
Patience: the will or ability to wait or endure without complaint.
a spiritual gift, fruit of The Spirit
"But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law."
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Holy Bible, Galatians 5:22-23, New International Version
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