i’ve been too consumed with the idea that God is still “working” on the man of my dreams, that He is continuing to mold him, guide him, until he is ready for me. i’ve been too busy focusing on that, when i neglected the fact that God could still be working on me. 

how dare i be too prideful to think that i am ready for something of such commitment. 

the sermon this morning hit home. (i will post later this week). 

it pointed out that we get frustrated with God for not working in our timing. but when in fact he is testing us, almost, our patience. 

just an eye-opening thing to hear, especially after this week.