Peace & Patience

“Lord, grant me peace… Lord, grant me patience.” It’s a prayer that I’ve had on repeat for several weeks, but never so often as I have in the last 7 days. When we were in Dallas, it was really easy to shrug off every “no” with a thought of, “Oh well. Not this one, but the next one. It’s just not time, yet.” But now that we’re HERE, every “no” is met with the thought of “If not this, then what?! We’re out of time, man!!”

“Lord, grant me peace… Lord, grant me patience.”

A week ago, Kendall had an interview that he felt REALLY good about. We were finally in New York, and even though we were in Queens, rather than Manhattan, we both felt REALLY good about what the next few days would look like. Kendall would get a job offer, we’d apply for our perfect Upper West Side apartment, and we’d be OFFICIALLY moved to NYC. Then Wednesday came and went with no phone call…and Thursday…and by Friday, we were downright scared! … “Lord, grant me peace… Lord, grant me patience.”

We found a new Airbnb on the Upper West Side, and got here on Saturday.  Now, we’re officially IN Manhattan. It really FEELS like we’re in the city! Things will surely start coming together, right??

It’s almost perfect. And I don’t want to leave.

Sunday night arrives, and we’ve been invited to Brooklyn for dinner with some family friends. They gave us a short tour around Brooklyn Heights, which included an AWESOME view of the Brooklyn Bridge and the Manhattan skyline, and we were able to catch up a little bit. Sheri is a film editor in town, and she gave me some really great information that I’m already using! But it’s Sunday night, and even though we have a place to stay for now, we have to be out by 9:00 AM Saturday, and we don’t have a place locked down for after that.

“Lord grant me peace…Lord, grant me patience.”

The Statue of Liberty is off to the left. I promise.

Then Monday night, I go to a show with a college friend of mine at the PIT (People’s Improv Theatre), and she tells me about a playwriting workshop Tuesday afternoon. I come home from that show super energized because it was a great improv show, AND I have something career-related to look forward to the VERY NEXT DAY! And on top of THAT, Kendall tells me that while I was at the show, he got a really promising phone call from a recruiter that he had talked to about a month ago, and should expect a call in the next 24 hours with more information.

Well… it’s been 24 hours, and no phone call. “Lord grant me peace…Lord, grant me patience.”

My workshop went really well, and I’m looking forward to going back next week. I have some things to follow up on tomorrow, and I hope that those will lead to even better things down the road. I know that God is at work, and I know that He has a plan for us; the hard part is being patient enough to see how things go, and not getting discouraged along the way.

“Lord, grant me peace…Lord, grant me patience. In Jesus’ name, Amen.”