Patience for healing

Healing is hard work.

There are days the body goes on strike and says, nope, not gonna happen, not today.

All I can do is make friends with patience, though I often wish for other companions. We sit on the porch and I try to appreciate her gifts.

Like finding pain relief in tiny spring blooms, and joy in silence, and courage to let go of the day as I planned it. Patience doesn’t chatter.

Hers is a slow wisdom. She can take weeks to complete a thought.

But she is faithful. She doesn’t shun the hard work. Perhaps, indeed, she makes it holy.




Lindsey Gallant
A northern girl living the island life. Follower of Jesus. Writer, book nerd, nature lover. Homeschool mom and Charlotte Mason enthusiast. Prefers pen and paper.

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