There is a boy I know who is waiting. He didn't realize that waiting is work. Today was another day of waiting for a package to arrive only to see the afternoon drift into evening with no truck stopping in front of our house. I had to tell him about how waiting is. That it's work. And that while you wait you still need to be kind, still be diligent, still do all that your supposed to and not just lie around being miserable. He saved up money from mowing lawns and other odd jobs and we ordered that electric guitar he's been dreaming of. I remember praying when he was tiny that he'd sing the Lord's praises as soon as he could speak. Well, he's always loved to sing. And now he jams on his acoustic guitar and sings. And soon we'll enter a whole new world with the electric guitar. I just remembered - I was going to order headphones for him. Better get on that.
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