patience.

its something that i have had to work very hard at the past 4, going on 5, months. add one more month on top of that and you have a whopping

6 MONTHS

that have required and will continue to require more patience than..... something. not sure what. just think of something that requires lots and lots of forced patience.

thanks to really really great friends (one in particular and I think you know who you are, and selah! to you),

running,

a few journals,

the temple,

the beautiful literature contained in old books,

an edited copy of "love actually",

a wicked sewing machine,

music (especially you Damien),

sporadic improv and gaga in the basement,

and a few other simple blessings

i'm going to make it and will be more anxious than ever to serve the Lord.

i think he's trying to see how badly i really want to go on this mission.

well, it's going to take a whole lot more than a measly little 6 week delay and the worry of a denied visa to stop me.

i'm praying for softened hearts of those stubborn spanish government officials, and anyone is welcome to join in.

for now, i'm trying to learn to appreciate small towns (it's not working very well) and the simple life that doesn't include a raging schedule. and although i can feel my tendu slipping away as the minutes tick, its okay because i know i'm supposed to make this sacrifice for the one who gave everything to me.

so it's with patience that i will continue until that blessed day when i am finally walking the stunning streets of spain,wearing a mid-calf length skirt and shoes exclusively manufactured for comfort, and doing the hard work that i have waited so long to do.