My failure to love is first a failure to be grateful for who people are right now.And my impatience is a result of my unthankfulness – I’m impatient for the children to be someone different, for the cashier to hurry up, for this to get done right now.
The more dissatisfied I am in this moment, the more discontented I am with who they are, with what is happening — the harder it becomes to be patient, to be loving. . .
Full post here at A Holy Experience. Definitely worth the time to go read it.