patience is a virtue
For the longest time, people who are close to me know that I'm not at all patient. I get agitated easily when I don't get what I want in the required time I set, but I don't normally show it in fits of anger. I whine. Or be very quiet. Yes, I'm different that way.
But now, I'm surprised at myself. I can seriously picture myself on a beach with a baggy shirt and big shorts, not a care in the world, listening to good ol' Jack Johnson. Yes, I feel that mellow. Who knows all this mellowness might turn me into a rasta; getting all high and sporting dreadlocks and saying "Kiss me neck!" all the time. *"Kiss me neck" is a common exclamation of surprise in Jamaican language. Not literally asking people to kiss my neck haha.* OK THIS IS REALLY A JOKE. I WILL NEVER TURN INTO A RASTA DON'T YOU WORRY.
The thing I wanted to point out is I've become more patient. And it feels really good. I'm taking every thing one step at a time now. I figured what's the point of rushing things? You have time don't worry. Plus, I've learned that rushing is bad the hard way. Whatever comes my way, I will try and handle them the best way possible. But I'm not saying we should just take whatever life offers us without showing any gratitude or even any care. Patience doesn't turn us into robots; we still have to be stern. If it's something bad or worrying, change it any way you can and turn it into something positive. That is why 'sabar adalah separuh dari iman.' I think that's the answer to my new found calmness. I think He has answered my prayers :)
And to tell you the truth, this is not a result of my own hard work nor reading every page of the latest self-help book on patience. But merely help or lack there of from a friend. That person doesn't even know it, but yes, he taught me how to think wisely and mind my words carefully and not be all frappy-like and if you're reading this, I'd just like to say Thank you very much. phew :)
But now, I'm surprised at myself. I can seriously picture myself on a beach with a baggy shirt and big shorts, not a care in the world, listening to good ol' Jack Johnson. Yes, I feel that mellow. Who knows all this mellowness might turn me into a rasta; getting all high and sporting dreadlocks and saying "Kiss me neck!" all the time. *"Kiss me neck" is a common exclamation of surprise in Jamaican language. Not literally asking people to kiss my neck haha.* OK THIS IS REALLY A JOKE. I WILL NEVER TURN INTO A RASTA DON'T YOU WORRY.
The thing I wanted to point out is I've become more patient. And it feels really good. I'm taking every thing one step at a time now. I figured what's the point of rushing things? You have time don't worry. Plus, I've learned that rushing is bad the hard way. Whatever comes my way, I will try and handle them the best way possible. But I'm not saying we should just take whatever life offers us without showing any gratitude or even any care. Patience doesn't turn us into robots; we still have to be stern. If it's something bad or worrying, change it any way you can and turn it into something positive. That is why 'sabar adalah separuh dari iman.' I think that's the answer to my new found calmness. I think He has answered my prayers :)
And to tell you the truth, this is not a result of my own hard work nor reading every page of the latest self-help book on patience. But merely help or lack there of from a friend. That person doesn't even know it, but yes, he taught me how to think wisely and mind my words carefully and not be all frappy-like and if you're reading this, I'd just like to say Thank you very much. phew :)
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